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In search of a video store I cross through a building that leads to the other side of town, the hip youthful district. I come across some late 20-somethings who ask me what I'm doing here. I tell them I was looking for a video store but I find out it's closed today. One of them hands me a cigarette that's been almost completely smoked. I'm supposed to go back the way I came but I have to be extremely quiet and stealth when passing by this classroom with the door open. Getting lost in a big store of stylized furniture and décor. It never seems to end.
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Waking up at 1 p.m.
Strawberry Honey Bunches of Oats with Almond Milk.
Research.
Kale and Arugula Salad with Dried Cranberries and Almonds. Pretzel Bread with Vegan Cream Cheese. Honey Black Tea.
At the Rec Center for adult basketball. They cut us off short today because of inclement weather, closing about an hour early. But we get about four games in. There's a cocky ball hog on my team, however we achieve a winning streak except for one tie. It's snowing steadily outside, the first snow of the season. Little kids are running around with their tongues out waiting for their parents to pick them up. I've seen snow before; I've been to Russia.
Cantaloupe.
Ana comes over before the heaviest part of the snowstorm. In the kitchen I cook up Pad Thai Noodles with Mushrooms, Carrots, and Green Onions. Darren takes over the making of the spicy peanut sauce from scratch. Enjoying our meals together while Josh enjoys his Trader Joe's pizza. Sophie roams about hopping from lap to lap.
Upstairs in my room Ana and I rehearse songs together. Meanwhile, the snow sheds a white blanket across the city. We can hear the steady wind howl through the trees.
Downstairs, there's a quick fight between Darren and Kevin. Apparently, when a bunch of us went out to frolic in the snow Kevin grabbed Darren's expensive slippers and got them soaked. Darren, already a little irritated about other things, flips out on Kevin's incompetence and wallops him across the face with the shoe, then a few punches fly. Kevin's glasses snap and a lens gets lost. Later on, Darren apologizes and I help glue Kevin's glasses back together.
Sipping on some wine.
[i] Images by me.
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