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Waking up at 10:50 a.m.
Oat Flakes and Berry Cobbler Granola with Almond Milk.
All day shift at China Wok.
Grapefruit.
Banana. Two Hard Boiled Eggs. Baked Salt n Vinegar Chips. Green Tea with Honey.
It's just another day at the Wok – sweeping the floors, bagging the noodles, prepping the bags, stocking the drinks, etc. Driving. Driving. Driving.
Chocolate Peanut Butter Granola Bars.
Everything Pretzel Thins.
Towards the end of the night Ana accompanies me on my deliveries. She eats her favorite dish: orange tofu with mixed vegetables. Talking about how my hunger right now isn't unbearable. Usually the nights I have to work late is when the stinging starving sensation becomes too much. I jinx myself by even talking about it because tonight becomes one of those nights that never seem to end. And of course Ling is cashing me out and that's always a production. I don't wanna be here! I don't wanna be here! I don't wanna be here!
I arrive home from work finally after almost 12 hours on the job. Ana left her phone in my car and I act a little impatient about it but I rise to my duty despite and walk back out to the car to retrieve. She senses my irritation. I hand over the phone and say, "I love you," in hopes to soften her and myself up. She responds with an expressionless, "Thanks." Later we exchange a few messages of understanding.
Meanwhile, downstairs I hear the hoots and hollers from Darren, Kevin, Josh, and Richie getting drunk. That is the last thing I need to be around right now. I just don't have the need to release that kind of pent up angst. I'm grateful to have my room, which serves as a panic room so to speak from the outside world.
Tofu with Broccoli, Onions, Carrots, and Rice in Garlic Sauce.
Practicing some songs at the storage unit.
Sleep 3:40 a.m.
[i] Amy Martino.
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