Thursday August 2 2012


Waking up shortly after 12:30 p.m.

Apple Fritter Bread. Orange Juice.

I receive a birthday package and four cards in the mail from my mother. She always makes certain to include a serious and a funny card, and of course they are labeled outside the envelope.

One of the serious ones says,

“Son, to be part of your journey has been (& is) an adventure. To be part of your life is a priceless gift. Son, hope you have a special birthday – wish we were together – don’t like the distance. :(
Hope you like the gift – they are mostly antique treasures. Enjoy. :)”

My friend Wheeler stops by, who I know through Stephanie and other various abstract mediums. She happens to be in the area. We’ve never hung out on our own. She was at the pool party last night and I texted her afterwards, “you seem relaxed and at peace. id like to learn from you.” We head to Trader Joe’s together and grab some groceries.


Back at the house. I cook us Grilled Cheese Sandwiches with Tomato and Hummus. Lentil Potato Snacks and Pomegranate Ade. I pull out all those books my mom sent. We entertain ourselves by reading quotes from The I Love You Book...

“A man can be happy with any woman as long as he doesn’t love her.” – Oscar Wilde

And browsing through the diverse Jell-O recipes from the 60’s you’d never even conceive of existing: Apple Tuna Mold? Barbecue Cubes? Chicken Mousse?


She reads aloud an excerpt from The Psychology of Loving written by a priest-psychiatrist named Ignace Lepp...

Men and women who have never had the chance to experience a love-communion are more numerous than customarily suspected. For some it is their excessive narcissism which acts as the obstacle to the existential fusion of their being with the being of another. Others are the victims of objective ‘barriers’ extrinsic to their own personalities. But individuals in either group can experience only unhappiness, and the more refined their sensibilities are, the more they are bound to be unhappy.

For some reason it resonates for me.

Me: “I love listening to people read. It’s very comforting.”


She leaves and I retreat upstairs to my room. Feeling strangely tired after researching faraday cages, so I just take a nap right here in my computer chair.

More Lentil Potato Snacks and a Peach.

Biking to Elliott’s house.

Trail Mix.

We have bodgiboard plans with his friend Cameron. Elliott constructs a second bodgiboard so we can race down the hills off Holly road. Receiving a few battle scars on my ankles from wipeouts. Other than that I have a few good runs.

Back home.

I sauté some vegetables: Broccoli, Red Peppers, Onions, Mushrooms, and Edamame.

Watching Snow on Tha Bluff (2011).

Sleep around 4 a.m.

[i] Images by me.

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