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Trapped inside a hospital facility, a twenty-plus story building. I’m trying to leave but it’s understood that I’m a highly wanted criminal so this makes it hard to escape without being seen. I don’t even remember what I did wrong that could mark me a criminal. The F.B.I is after me. The cops are after me. The hospital staff is after me. In stealth mode I creep through brightly lit hallways and corridors, down stairwells, and riding elevators. They’ve spotted me! I dive out a window landing softly on a parking lot complex. They’re right behind me. I run as fast as I can and prepare myself to leap off the ledge. I jump into midair and flap my arms using my ability to fly. My chasers are in shock. I’m sure they’re wondering how it’s possible that I can fly. I soar high above the city, the wind brushing against my face. Having trouble controlling my altitude and direction at first. Swooping down near traffic, the walking pedestrians, and the string of storefronts. I go so fast and high tail it across the land covering miles and miles, far, far away from everything. A few weeks go by. Eventually, I’m hiking on a muddy trail along a river full of strange hostile marsh creatures. A small bounty hunter gang has spotted me. I jump off the ledge and fly low along the river, my legs pointed out in a laying down position. I gain more control this way. I watch a giant snake-like monster emerge out of the mud. I barely avoid its grasp. A few months go by. Now I’m on a school bus full of Russian speaking young adults. I might actually be in Russia but the terrain looks American. Behind me sits Aysena and another English friend. They know about my run-ins with the F.B.I. and are there to help me. I talk with them about my plans to stay on the run and tour the world. The idea is to never stay in one place too long. Just keep moving. Keep traveling. I think I might’ve convinced Ays to be my partner. We have plans to get married and live this crazy life constantly on the move.
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Waking up late at 1:30 p.m.
Strawberry Toaster Pastries. Orange Juice.
Dealing with the Blue Screen of Death (BSOD) on my computer – troubleshooting.
Falafel Wrap with Tomatoes, Hummus, and Non-Dairy Cream Cheese.
Watching Hick (2011).
Working on lyrics to revamped piano songs I started writing from back in the day.
Barbecue Garlic Salmon with Broccoli, Onions, and Rice.
Meeting up with James and Ana at Wanna B’s. This is my first experience at a karaoke bar. Ana’s somewhat of an expert at karaoke. Sipping on a Gin & Tonic and watching our fellow patrons sing. I perform Bobby Darin’s “Dream Lover” and “Creep” by Radiohead.
Afterwards, we meet at Rick’s Café. Sharing Fries, Pancakes, and good conversation.
Back home.
Reflecting and lost in a melodramatic time void.
Sleep 5 a.m.
[i] All images by me.
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