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On the planet Mars. I'm trapped inside facilities embedded in a mountain. Every time I try to escape through the sliding glass doors I'm confronted by these hovering machines that make a distressing BEEEEEP sound whenever they detect a human presence. Then they shoot a laser that zaps the wall behind me and vibrates my back in the most uncomfortable way. I keep dying and then running back inside hiding in the restrooms and trying to get on the elevators. It's an endless cycle.
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Waking up at 10:30 a.m. Ana keeps cracking herself up lying next to me for no reason.
"You're laughing at me while I'm trying to sleep!" I exclaim.
She just giggles even louder.
Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maca Powder, Maple Syrup, Strawberries, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.
Teaching a couple lessons at Music Makers.
Grilled PB&J. Fuji Apple. Potato Chips. Oolong Tea.
Watching Burnt (2015).
I've got three new students that need in-home lessons out in Croatan. One is 7, one is 10, and one is 12. All three of them were taking lessons for a few years and are enthusiastic about piano still. Their dog, Ginger, isn't too sure about me yet cause she keeps barking.
Banana.
Shooting some hoops at the Rec and playing a few pick-up games.
Back home. Brown Rice Quinoa Spaghetti with Mushrooms, Green Peppers, Onions, and Tomato Basil Sauce. Salad.
Watching Burnt (2015).
Surprise visit from Darren. He pops in to say what's up and share this really expensive sour ale with me. We sit down at the dining booth and chat it out. Eventually, Will arrives home from work.
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Darren: "Marketable skill. God I hate those two words."
Will: "I know."
Darren: "I could fucking gut myself – I could just filet myself on this fucking table!"
Will: "It's a very depressing set of words."
Darren: "Marketable skill. What does that mean? What is a marketable skill? I have a marketable skill: I'm not a fucking dumb ass – how's that?"
FaceTiming with Ana while she's in Lynchburg with the You're Jovian boys.
ACV drink.
Sleep at 4 a.m.
[i] Images by me.
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