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I awaken just barely with one eye open. I look at the clock – it's 7:47 a.m. Ana feels my rustling and starts caressing me with that early morning desire. I can hardly move. I playfully complain in a groggy voice, "It's not even 8 in the morning yet!"
"It's okay," she says. "Just go back to sleep."
She continues in a sexual manner.
We wake up again around 11 a.m. My dad and his wife, Patty, just checked out of their hotel. We introduce them to Duck Donuts. On the drive there my dad is giving Patty a hard time about all the crumbs in the mid console of the car.
Me: "Life's full of messes, Dad. You can't clean em' all up."
...
There in the hot sun on a bench we stuff our faces with sweet warm goodness and Coffee.
Catching up on business.
I've got the whole day off – gonna be productive.
Practicing piano.
Washing my car.
At the Great Neck Rec working out and shooting the basketball around.
Back home.
Rosemary Lemon Garlic Chicken with Kale, Carrots, and Bamboo Rice.
Watching Rocky IV (1985).
My stomach is very upset with me for having so many donuts this morning and maybe also from having the coffee (I dropped coffee a month ago). I sip on Ginger Kombucha Tea to soothe my aching belly.
Sleep 2:30 a.m.
[i] From Rocky IV (1985).
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