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Waking up around noon.
Bran Flakes and Berry Cobbler Granola with Almond Milk. White Peach.
I've got a busy schedule of lessons this afternoon at Music Makers, five voice lessons and one piano lesson, all back to back. It takes a lot of energy and patience to teach for three hours straight. Some of the kids have a hard time staying focused and some don't have good pitch recognition but it's all about affirmation and encouragement. Eventually, the more they sing the more correct they'll get.
Peanut Butter and Strawberry Jam Sandwich. Olive Oil Potato Chips. Honey Green Tea.
General chores.
At the track field attempting to run and then shooting a couple hoops on the basketball courts. My endurance levels are off balance. I know I was sick a couple days ago but it should've worn off completely at this point.
I drive to Norfolk to meet up with Ana.
We've got a dinner date planned at Field Guide – it's been our favorite place to dine for some time. Ordering a few Orange Mango Vodka Slushies. I get a Curry Vegetable Rice Bowl with Egg. She gets a toast plate with assorted vegetables. Nothing less than satisfactory here. Afterwards, we stop by Josiah and Bianca's apartment for a little while. Josiah shares his personal UFO story and shows us some random NASA footage online.
I drop Ana off at her house. When embracing each other a couple times I acknowledge how sweet she is.
Me: "You're too sweet."
Her: "That's okay. You can brush your teeth afterwards."
Back home. When I pull into the 1435 parking spot there's a man standing in the way. I politely ask him to move. Then he asks me for a light. Inside the house Kevin riles Josh and I in the hallway. He's freaking out about this homeless vagrant he was talking to in the neighborhood (the same guy that asked me for a light). None of us can really understand the story he's telling us – in classic Kevin Moore fashion everything is in dramatic effect. Eventually the man spots Kevin through the kitchen window and he's forced to confront him. The man is upset because Kevin said he'd return with a crowbar or money or something. He storms off across the parking lot disappearing into the night.
Sleep 3:30 a.m.
[i] Images by me.
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