[i]
Around 7:20 a.m. Ana is required to wake up and go to work. She takes a few seconds out of her rushing to get ready business to comfort me with a kiss and a bye. She makes it a point every time she spends the night and has to get up earlier than I.
Waking up for real at 11:05 a.m.
Cinnamon Raisin Bagel with Cream Cheese. Orange Juice.
All day shift at China Wok.
Ana shoots me a few after-thought texts from last night. I like that she does this a lot.
"Last night was a lot of fun. At The Iguana, I felt like I could see how you were performing your heart out. Even though I was sitting far away, I could feel how important it was to you. It made me melt a little and feel warm inside. You were in your zone, and you had our full attention. There wasn't much chatter while you performed. I enjoyed every single one of your songs, but I wasn't going to tell you then and there because I didn't want to feel like smothering you. Thank you for letting me accompany you with your friends at Rick's. Singing with you in the car was an experience you know I'd like to have more of with you! ;) send me some of those songs please! I want to sing them! And thank you for sharing The Details with me. :) :)"
Strawberries.
Lentil Wrap with Tomatoes, Onions, and Hummus. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.
The day continues in a steady flow of orders. I crank up the oldies jams and let the melodies turn me all dreamy and haunted. I entertain the idea of learning an arsenal of songs from the 50's and 60's to perform at clubs and restaurants at the beach. I don't think it'd be hard for me. This kind of music has always touched me in a special innocent way ever since my dad introduced me to it.
Peach Greek Yogurt.
Fried Shrimp with Broccoli, Onions, Carrots, and Rice in Garlic Sauce.
Off work.
Vegging out.
A bowl of Honey Bunches of Oats with Milk.
Sleep 4 a.m.
[i] Buddy Holly and The Crickets.
No comments:
Post a Comment