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I'm on the run inside a massive facility designed like a mall but with intricate sectors. I've managed to retreat into a loud arcade room with pinball machines and vide game machines making lots of racket; the sound of a fast-paced techno song in the background. All of a sudden the patrons around me notice my presence and start to shake their fists up and down while slowly marching towards me. I high tail it outside. It's nighttime and there's an ominous fog across the big city. I use my dream flying powers and float up onto the roof. I decide to wait it out up here. The roof is made of an elastic material with tiny holes everywhere. I peek through one of them and discover a prostitute and a man having sex. The prostitute is very beautiful. She lies on her back and catches my eye peering through the tiny hole. Startled, she screams, "Ahhhh! Oh my God! There's someone up there!"
Without thinking much about it I scram cause I know the man is infuriated. I see him moving around underneath the elastic roof. I find an opening into another room far away and climb down continuing my never-ending escape.
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Around 8 or so in the morning we wake up to the dramatic sound of a lawnmower buzzing through the window.
Later re-awakening around 1:30 p.m.
Sharing Cinnamon Raisin Bagels with Vegan Cream Cheese and Orange Cranberry Juice.
Vacuuming. Then driving out to North Hampton Blvd to pick up a new burgundy leather couch for the living room to replace the old one.
Pear. Honey Bunches of Oats with Almond Milk. Banana.
Basketball at the Rec Center. Hustling on the courts, winning a few games and losing some. Afterwards, a lot of people dip out except for me and a few other dudes. We play a game of 21. I squandered many opportunities to finish the game. But in the end I leave satisfied.
Back home. The house is glowing with blue lights lit downstairs. Josh, Leisa, and Lo are mischievously laughing in the living room. They might be on something but I don't know what.
Me: "What's up with all this blue going on?"
Josh: "Don't disrupt it!"
Buffalo Garlic Salmon with Baby Broccoli, Mushrooms, Carrots, Onions, and Brown Rice. Peroni Beer.
Watching The Last Stand (2013).
Ana texts me some after thoughts in regards to last night, "I've been reflecting on that moment outside where I finally told you how I felt. When you asked for my hand and asked for your neck kisses and held me.. I felt safe. I know that you were telling me it's safe and secure to tell you anything when we were in your room, but you holding me really made it easier to open to you. I appreciate all that you do for me. Also, you gave me a better understanding of how I was making you feel when you used that rat maze analogy."
Washing clothes. Fiddling on the guitar. Watching basketball.
Sleep 4 a.m.
[i] A. Teixeira.
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