Sunday April 28 2013

Strawberries. Origin unknown.[i]

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On a road trip discovering exotic landscapes. At one place in particular there is a strange rock formation that resembles something almost manmade.  

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Waking up at 11:15 a.m.

Banana. Orange Juice. Dried Apricots.

All day shift at China Wok.

Egg Wrap with Tomatoes and Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Potato Chip Trio. Lemon Water.

It’s a typical dragging day at work.

Meanwhile, I’m able to chat with Aysena on Facebook. Her best friend, Nurgun, must have talked some sense into her because she’s talking to me like we always used to talk, in light humor and sweetness.

Me: “I'm glad you are sweet and nostalgic now.”

Ays: “i know how we can live together and be super happy! we should live in farm! and make our grapes or berries or something.”

Me: “Yes we can live on farms. I know of a few places.”


Ays: “and we will live in love and peace
one day
with nature
with ground and trees
and sun and animals and music
and books and food
but then society will kill us
and we will die
and if i marry you must promise me that you will give me flowers every months and kiss me every day
and I will make you beautiful and happiest man in the whole world !
because I'm smart
and wise”

Kinder Chocolate.

Delivering an order off Commodore. After knocking on the door I notice a swarm of caterpillars crawling all over the porch. It must be caterpillar season. I accidentally stepped on one of the little guys before I even noticed them.

Off the exit ramp to Birdneck Road a homeless man blows on the harmonica to panhandle for change, a classic hobo scene. It’s a comforting sound, the sound of an old soul.

Fried Chicken with Broccoli, Onions, Carrots, Rice, and Garlic Sauce.

Off work and back home.

Sipping on Oolong Tea and chatting with James in my bedroom.

Cinnamon Roll.

Watching The Man from Earth (2007).

Sleep at some point.

[i] Strawberries. Origin unknown.

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