[i]☼ ○ ▬
Walking down the street in an unfamiliar city. I’m all
alone. I feel a poke from behind. It’s Raven. I haven’t seen her in ages. She
looks different than I remember. We spark up a lighthearted conversation and
catch up on things.
▬ ○ ☼
Waking up regretfully at 11:02 a.m.
Strawberry Toaster Pastries. Orange Juice.
All day shift at China Wok.
I’ve been wearing this friendship bracelet Leslie made for
me. Somehow it’s retained a unique scent reminiscent of fragrant dryer sheets.
But it smells like her. I’m grateful.
Sweet & Spicy Pecans. Five Guy’s French Fries with
Ketchup. Honey Oolong Tea.
It rains but the rain gradually transforms into snow. It’s
too wet for any of it to really stick. This causes an expected boost in
deliveries.
As soon as I step into the restaurant I’m back out the door
with a handful of orders. It’s non-stop all day long.
God and these idiots behind the wheel! This stop and go
traffic is exasperating. I can only go as fast as the driver in front of me.
Just puttin’ along. My nerves are racked. Inefficient driving behavior annoys
the hell out of me.
The night just drags on and on. This city’s appetite for
Chinese food is insatiable.
Finally off work and back home after over eleven hours of
mayhem.
Hot and Sour Soup with Broccoli and Rice.
Watching Switchback (1997).
Fortune cookie says, “Moderate you appetite so that with a
little you may be content.”
Just outside my bedroom window I keep hearing the sound of a
Taser gun. Kevin recently bought a fairly cheap one and keeps showing it off to
his friends.
Chocolate Cake with Almond Milk.
Sleep 3 a.m.
[i] Slime mold.
Photographed by Russian researchers.
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