Sunday March 4 2012


Sometime early in the morning I’m awoken to a pleasurable feeling in my groin. She’s touching me with such softness. My muscles are still relaxed from sleeping but she provokes the bed snake into inspiration...strong and ready for action. And so it goessssssssssssssssssss...

Then back to sleep.

Waking up at 11:30 a.m.

Stroopwafels. Orange Juice.

All day shift at China Wok.

It’s back to the grind. Tour is over. Nothing’s changed. It’s my life as usual.

Super Sonic Breakfast Burrito (Egg, Tater Tots, Tomato, Jalapeno, Cheese). French Fries. Sweet Tea.

It’s a busy day for deliveries.

Rainy and chilly.

Not having my laptop available relieves me of a certain kind of burden. It’s a nice feeling.

The night goes on and on.

Stephanie and Sarah stop in for Chinese food.


Off work.

Straight to Margot’s. I bring her crab rangoon as well as Tofu and Mixed Vegetables in Garlic Sauce with Rice for myself. She puts on Waking Sleeping Beauty (2009), a documentary on the progression of the animation department in Disney. Sipping on a bottle of Stella.

Afterwards, getting into a reflective conversation on events and people before her and I really met. I’m reminded of a particular person in my life to whom I realize represented a new course...the start of an independent path of romanticism and freedom. But like any freedom at first people have the tendency to abuse it and disrespect others in the process. I am not without guilt. It’s easy to dumb anything down to its primal intentions. But in my mind I had the heart of a young butterfly fresh out of its cocoon. I wanted to explore. Of course, without any back-story this whole paragraph is out of context. My apologies.

After all these reflections, Margot and I start being cute with each other. Initiating sex in bed and experiencing full-blown ecstasy. Nothing out of the norm.

I embarrass her with this statement, “Your beauty is too overwhelming.” And she always thinks I’m exaggerating whenever I declare such dramatic observations. But I never lie about what I see.

Sleep sometime around 3 a.m.

[i] Inka Järvinen.
[ii] Stephanie at China Wok. Image by me.

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