[i]Getting up at 11:15 a.m.
Instant Blueberry Oatmeal. Orange Juice.
All day shift at China Wok.
It’s a dreary rainy cold day.
Grilled Cheese with Tomatoes and Hummus. Potato Chip Trio.
Honey Green Tea.
One of our old delivery drivers texts me a link to a news
article about a Chinese delivery driver getting robbed and shot in Chesapeake.
Too close to home. After showing the news to my boss, Cecily, she explains that
the owner of that particular Chinese restaurant is her brother. What a coincidence.
We sometimes pass over orders to that restaurant when they’re out of our
delivery range.
Slow. Slow. Slow.
Goldfish Crackers. Apple.
As I drive around delivering I keep the stereo playing
anything ranging from upbeat to soft nostalgic. I’m a slave to my mind. I’d
really like to learn how to discipline my thoughts, or at least redirect them
to a positive and pure mindscape. I find it difficult when listening to songs
relating to love or a specific emotion. I get lost. I get weak.
There is hardly a dinner rush.
Vegetable Lo Mein
Off work.
Making Chocolate Chip Cookies with Pecan Flour. Eating a few
with Almond Milk.
Watching Butter (2011).
Darren arrives home from hanging out with friends. He taps
on my door to tell me about this gorgeous bar tender that’s made him all giddy
inside. He asks for some advice – on the difference between being yourself or
being conventional when it comes to approaching girls.
Darren: “What would you do? You’re a little older than me.”
Me: “Ha. Well I’ll just say that the older you get the
clearer that line is between conventional and being yourself.”
...
Talks about the upcoming plans to move out of Chanticleer or
not when our lease ends in May. It’s only the end of January but renewing the
lease doesn’t seem to be the popular option for everyone. I don’t feel like
going through the hassle of moving and am more inclined to stay but I’m going
to keep on the lookout anyway.
Sleep 4 a.m.
[i] Still from
Twin Shadow's music video, Five Seconds.
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