Sunday November 6 2011

DREAM: In a room tossing blocks of individually wrapped Kraft cheese up in the air. Once I release my grip they magically gravitate to the right wall and into a crack in the corner of the ceiling. A few others around me—amazed at this phenomenon. There’s a tiny little kitten, which fits in the palm of my hand. Out back turning on a garden hose to warm up the water in order to give the kitten a bath. The little guy approaches the mist stream of water that’s temperature is now just right. He slowly submerses his face and showers himself, squinting his eyes the whole time. Later I find him curled up at the head of the couch. I carefully place my hands around his soft furry body and speak in a baby tone...“Kitty

Waking up at 11:40 a.m.


All day shift at China Wok.

Doing the afternoon deliveries...contemplating on the concept of letting go...letting go of someone in your life. It’s incredible how much of a bleak reality we create in our minds when you’re longing and wallowing in painful nostalgia. Moving forward...let’s move forward. Be strong. Be a man.

Peanut Butter Bagel. Potato Chip Trio. White Peach Tea. mind is going crazy...

I invite Nicole to join me on the China Wok train during the dinner rush, which isn’t much of one anyway...

Our talks are always so confrontational, but really she just is, maybe I am too. She misunderstands my sarcasm as offense when I complain and get angry about the inconveniences of being a delivery driver. Despite, I enjoy the analytic stimulation that seems to be constant when we have conversations...especially on this topic of not eating meat and only eating meat of an animal you’ve had a relationship with or hunted yourself. This issue is something I’m still coming to my own conclusions over as I do currently still eat meat even if it is sparingly. Vegetables are nutritionally more important, period.


Business is slow tonight...

Hot and Sour Soup. Fresh Salad with Garlic Tofu.

Back home...the kids are getting live...ripping up newspaper and tossing it all around exclaiming, “We’re spreading the news!”

Sharing beers and Mango Mochi Ice Cream.

Elliott transformed the ab roller into a space pod complete with an Etch-A-Sketch graphing map, a tuner frequency locater, and date tracker.

I haven’t talked to Margot since Thursday and I had sent her an email. She texts me at 11:11pm: “I responded to your email. I love you.”

Cherrios with Brown Sugar.

Watching The Next Three Days [2010].

Sleep 3 a.m.

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