Sunday June 23 2013

The Cavalier (1927)[i]

I wake up with enough time to shower and prepare for the day. Ana dresses herself in a content attitude.

Her: "Usually I'm grumpy in the morning. I don’t know why I'm not right now."

Me: "That's cause we don't hate each other yet."

Ana: "Do you think we will?"

Me: "No."

Sharing fresh Mango. Coconut Water.

All day shift at China Wok.

Lots of tasks to complete today like prepping the bags, bagging the fried noodles, stocking the sodas.

Cinnamon Raisin Bagel with Cream Cheese. Honey Green Tea.

Deliveries pick up after 5.

Salt n Vinegar Chips. Peach Greek Yogurt.

Getting lost in nostalgic thought fueled by oldies jams, but not personal nostalgia, something on a more grand scale. I've got a few deliveries past 40th Street on the north end. The old Cavalier hotel still sits there in all its historic glory. While waiting at the stoplight right there on Atlantic Avenue I gaze up at the bell tower pondering what it must've been like almost one hundred years ago when it was first built. I can imagine back in the 1920's some kid daydreaming about the future. And here it is. It's the future to this kid. Here I am in that future he daydreamed up. It really hits me, the weight of time and how much of it has passed and how much has changed. I wonder how long that ancient building will survive. I hope forever.

Finally off work at 10:30 p.m.

Fried Shrimp with Broccoli, Carrots, Onions, and Rice in Garlic Sauce.

Watching At Close Range (1986).

Plucking on the guitar learning some oldie tunes, mostly The Crickets.

Sleep 4 a.m.

[i] The Cavalier (1927).

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