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Waking up around 12:30 p.m.
Honey Crunch n Oats with Almond Milk. Peaches.
Researching.
Raven, an old friend of mine messages me to say she had a dream where her and I reconnected.
Peanut Butter and Strawberry Jam Sandwich. Sweet Onion Sticks. Honey Green Tea. Peaches.
At The Escape running a couple miles.
I get called into China Wok for an hour and a half. I scoop up Ana from the house to ride along while I finish up my deliveries. She looks so sprightly and adorable with her pigtails and short shorts. She explains how happy she is to be wearing shorts instead of pants. Afterwards, we rush on over to Chicho's for Mike Gombas's birthday shindig. He's got the PA system set up for anyone to get up and sing. We showed up kind of late but Mike encourages us to play. So I grab the guitar and Ana stands in front of the microphone – playing through familiar tunes. Grubbing on a few Pizza Slices and sipping on a Bahama Mama. I've never seen Mike so inebriated. He's already a sweet-natured and laidback guy but with alcohol it's ten times more.
Back at the house. Ana tinkers on the piano while I do some stuff on the computer.
A pleasant surprise to see Skippy Shoals in the house. Him and Kevin just came back from The Office with Taco Bell. Kevin is drunk (So what else is new?) and stumbling around with a huge glass of water. I mention how he's exaggerating the inebriation because he feels like he has to put on a show, mainly cause I'm around. And I'm always the one pointing out his carelessness. After Kevin crawls up the stairs and says, "I'm going to bed! I'm going to bed!" I chat it out with Skippy about the goings and comings of our respective lives this past year since he's been in California.
Upstairs, Ana and I lie out on the bed. While I quench my thirst with a Sparkling Grapefruit Izze I try to encourage her to finish her incomplete thoughts. She'll say things like, "I just feel like..." or "I don't understand..." and then stare at me while the crickets chirp in the background. She tries to spill out her guts and let me in on the inner workings of her mind but sometimes it's hard for her, with me especially. She's afraid of my judgment but I don't know why cause I consider myself a pretty understanding person. One thing I've noticed about her is that she tries her hardest to be this kind of super woman who excels at everything. She lives with a lot of zest for life, keeping an open mind (mostly), and a willingness to try everything. I respect and admire that. She is a truly beautiful and well-intentioned woman with a pure heart.
Sleep at some late hour.
[i] Images by me.
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