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Waking up super late, just before 2 p.m.
Plain Bagel with Vegan Cream Cheese. Orange Juice.
A few texts from Ana...
Her: "I enjoyed sharing all the positive energy that was in the air at your house! The night with you was bursting with goodness! I feel closer to you. :)"
I'm trying hard to not let this connection with her become another failed relationship experiment. I do believe in seasons in most all things but I can't lie to myself when I do believe that I strive for a relationship that will persevere through the seasons. There are so many beautiful and pleasing qualities to Ana, so many that I can't let this go to waste. She understands what it is to be patient and empathetic. I still feel like I'm testing things out with her – trying to understand her view on the world and how it can coincide with my view, cause that's important.
At the Rec Center shooting some hoops.
Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.
At the storage unit fiddling with recording drums – coming across a few minor problems that I have to spend time figuring out before I can move on to actually tracking the drums.
I have a strong urge to take my bike for a spin. Leslie hit me up. It's always good to have a destination when riding cause it keeps the exercise disciplined so I take the 30-minute trip down the boulevard and up the dark roads in Little Neck. It's quiet in her house. Haven't been here in a while. I remember I hadn't eaten dinner yet and their fridge is always stocked. Enjoying a small Salad with leftover Chicken, Peanut, and Rice dish. Her and I go for a walk around the neighborhood getting into deep talk about history (prohibition, the holocaust) and whatever else seems clever to discuss.
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Leslie: "Be safe!"
Me: "I'm gonna be wild instead."
On my night ride back home. The temperature is perfect – the air...fresh – the music holding me steadfast in a dreamy state.
Honey Bunches of Oats with Brown Sugar and Milk.
Watching Lawless (2012).
Sleep sometime around 4 a.m.
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