This is my 300th entry. At least 65 more to go.
DREAM: I’ve just entered a house that’s floating on the water in a harbor—I can see the pier just outside the window. It’s understood that this is Felix’s house—he’s in his room rearranging stuff. But I can’t see him because I’m near the front. The house starts to tilt dramatically, almost 45 degrees. Whatever Felix is doing is causing this—I assume it’s on accident. Everything is centered back now. Standing in a foyer—black wood panels perimeter the room and act as walls but it’s transparent and I can stick my hand through if I wanted. I come to the edge of one of the non-walls and notice a big fish tank with lots of exotic species of fish swimming in it. “I didn’t know you had pet fish, Felix?” There’s a dresser and nightstand to the right—all of this within a narrow hallway. I touch the carpet where I’m kneeling and it’s shockingly wet. Suddenly I realize the whole house is filled with water, but it’s an invisible kind, and somehow I can still breathe air. Taking a few breaths just to check. The exotic fish are out of their tank and swimming around me. One of them seems fond of my presence and keeps encircling my right ankle. Even when I walk away it follows. Aaron enters the house and warns me that they can and will bite you eventually. With this new knowledge I carefully make my way out of the black paneled room and into the hallway where the fish cannot follow as if there is an invisible barrier.
Waking up from a heavy sleep 6:09 p.m.
Breakfast: Toasted English Muffin with Butter and Blackberry Jam. Orange Juice. Zinc, Vitamin E.
Returning some cords to Radio Shack.
Target.
Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Salt N Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.
Watching Surrogates [2009]. “Set in a futuristic world where humans live in isolation and interact through surrogate robots.”
Doug tells me about the Chick-fil-A that’s opening up in Portsmouth. The first 100 people that show up at 6am on Wednesday get 52 free meal tickets each but have to stay on the property until 6am the next day. Apparently this happens at every Chick-fil-A’s grand opening.
Practicing songs at the storage unit.
Stretching. Ab crunches.
Dinner: Penne Pasta with Peppers, Onions, and Boursin Cheese. Garlic Bread.
Finishing Surrogates. Discovering the boyish crush I have on Radha Mitchell.
Transferring files onto my new USB powered 1 terabyte hard drive I just got in the mail.
Researching. Business.
Early morning run around the neighborhood. It’s usually dark out when I do this. But the sun is just rising creating a luminescence I rarely see anymore—the colors of the houses—the colors of the leaves.
Eating a bowl of Cherrios with Brown Sugar.
Playing a little Unreal.
Sleep 8:45 a.m.
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