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Waking up at 2:45 p.m. feeling ten times better than yesterday but not 100% just yet.
Strawberry Honey Bunches of Oats with Almond Milk. Juice.
I feel good enough to leave the house and shop for groceries.
Leftover Lentils, Vegetables, and Rice with Sourdough Rolls and Honey Green Tea.
Watching 12 Years a Slave (2013).
Tweaking and general plant maintenance.
Ana sends me an article on work ethic and inspiration. She applauds me for my commitment to the blog writing, "I think that what you do is great and that you've stuck to what you've been doing for years as something that you've made necessary... your craft."
“A self-respecting artist must not fold his hands on the pretext that he is not in the mood.”
Getting lost in research and reading.
Kevin walks into my room after just getting off work.
He asks me point blank, "Have you ever seen it rain in the house, Robert?"
There's a grin on his face like he's planning to do something crazy next.
Me: "What? I don't understand the joke, Kevin."
"Well I'm gonna make it rain!" he exclaims as he tosses a wad of twenty dollar bills into the air – his rent money scattered about my room.
After realizing how difficult it is to gather all the bills he says, "That was probably not a good idea."
Me: "That was probably the most stupidest thing I've ever seen you do."
Kevin: "You obviously don't know me very well."
Me: "I've lived with you the past three years. I know you."
Blueberries. Banana. Honey Black Tea.
Finishing the movie.
Peanut Butter Bagel. Applesauce.
Getting lost in a string of interesting articles and links. The digital distractions of our modern times I feel impedes me from mastering any craft other than being a sponge.
Sleep 5 a.m.
[i] Wagons trundle along Manhattan streets past a YMCA clock sing (circa late 19th century).
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