Wednesday August 28 2013

Baller in the Rye.[i]

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Stuck waiting at an airport with friends to get on a plane to Norway. Phil found a way to clone himself. He stands together with a hypothetical twin at the same time he's sitting across the room. He takes on various characters but all still with the same mischievous face. I find a tiny black hedgehog in a shoebox. He scurries around frantically. I scoop him up in my hands and breathe hot air in his face. He seems interested. Maybe it smells like food? I let him crawl on my shoulders. He's terribly cute. 

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Waking up at 1 p.m.

Sharing breakfast with Ana: Hot Cinnamon Oat Bran with Brown Sugar, Blueberries, and Milk. Kofi walks in with lo mein and egg rolls from China Wok.

Kofi continues to hang around – fiddling on the guitar in the living room while watching a Korean black comedy. Ana goes on a solo bike ride while I prepare lunch.

Tuna Salad Sandwiches with Tomato. Creamy Tomato Soup with Toasted Bagel Croutons. Honey Green Tea.

On the basketball courts with Kofi and Ana playing a game of 21 – shooting the ball around – silly basketball antics.


At the storage unit playing music with Calum and Josiah.

Vegetable Pad Thai with Broccoli.

Watching Killing Season (2013).

Leslie comes over with heavy emotions and thoughts dealing with recent turmoil of the day. I take a seat and listen taking on the role of a counselor.

Her: "In life in general I'm not okay but I was trying to put on a face for myself saying enjoy the day or whatever."


Me: "I think it's really interesting how everyone has their unique ways of..."

Her: "Coping?"

Me: "Yeah."


Leslie: "I was realizing that on the way over here that you literally are the only person I'm willingly openly conversationally emotional with. It makes it a little bit easier to breathe in my life so thanks. Cause it's really hard to just deal with everything on your own always."


I grab a Heineken from the fridge and we go for a walk around the neighborhood – the rain freshly fallen on the sidewalk – the sounds of night creatures making noise in the woods nearby.

Sleep around 4 a.m.

[i] Baller in the Rye.

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