Tuesday April 2 2013

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I’ve involuntary conjoined with a small bunch of people. We’ve set out on a long road trip to escape arrest from something. Our car is a compact Oldsmobile circa the 90’s and it’s packed to the brim with our belongings. It’s not clear how any of us are going to fit comfortably in this clunker car. Before we leave we have to attend this concert. Off the side we’re conversing with the venue’s bouncers/security, understandably big muscled. They jeer at particular individuals in the crowd. There’s major pretense in their attitude. Somehow they’ve sort of sided with our kind. It’s time to leave but Elliott has misplaced a few things of ours, one of those things being my phone. I didn’t even realize he lost it until I see a police officer with a flashlight scanning the grass along the fence. Nothing comes up. I peek down a narrow manmade hole in the ground and locate my phone inside perched on a tiny ledge a little over an arm’s length away. Inside a van I find a windshield scraper with a soft brush tip and use it to pull in my phone. It’s a tedious task because one false move and the phone drops further into the hole...gone...forever. It works and we gather our things to depart this forsaken place. 

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Waking up just before 11 a.m.

Cinnamon Oatmeal with Bananas, Blueberries, Brown Sugar, and Milk. Orange Juice. Zinc (50 mg).

Organizing and cleaning.

Skype chat with Aysena.

Grilled Cheese with Tomato and Hummus. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Blueberry Acai Granola Bar.

Finishing The Departed (2006).

I go for a run around the neighborhood but it’s hard on my lungs. I’m way out of practice. It’s been well over a month since I’ve really exercised.

Dropping Anthony off at his work at Lynnhaven Mall.

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Then picking up some groceries at Kroger. While waiting for an inconvenient amount of time in the checkout line for the lady ahead of me to compile all her coupons I realize I know this lady. She used to be a good friend of my mom’s. I remember many Sunday afternoons and evenings spent at her house building couch cushion forts with her son Matthew. In the meantime I also notice a familiar face in the next line over, a guy I regularly deliver to at China Wok. I speak words to both of them. 

Me: “Kroger’s a place of reunion.”

Apple.

Catching up on writing.

Exercising.

Arizona Sushi Roll: Tuna, Cucumber, Avocado, and Jalapeno. Steamed Kale. Brown Rice Green Tea.

Watching 127 Hours (2010).

Researching.

Sleep 2:30 a.m.

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