Wednesday February 19 2014

Lentils Dinner Ana (Feb 19 2014)[i]

Waking up at 1:18 p.m.

Strawberry Honey Bunches of Oats with Almond Milk. Fresh Squeezed Orange Juice.

Snacking on Mixed Nuts, Raisins, and a Banana. Honey Black Tea.

Seeing the chiropractor for the very first time. I had a minor whiplash injury from basketball a few months ago. Using a Groupon I found – $50 for four visits. The guy doctor sees me in a timely fashion. He takes a few x-rays, analyzes the spinal region near my neck, then massages the area and turns my head to both sides jolting the joints with a crack – a strange and startling feeling for sure. Afterwards, I sit in a chair to receive heated electrical stimulation for ten minutes.

Chiropractor (Feb 19 2014)

Egg Sandwich with Mayo and Tomato. Fresh Squeezed Orange Juice. Milk Chocolate.

Finalizing my tax filings. I've come to the cliché realization that...I hate taxes! It's incredible how much money I forfeit to the federal and state governments. I'm just – I believe appalled is the word.

Despite a mild headache I spend an hour at the gym – the sauna does me good.

Preparing a very colorful dinner for Ana and I: Lentils, Rice, Vegetable Medley (Bok Choy, Onions, Mushrooms, Orange Peppers, Carrots), and Garlic Naan Bread. A soundtrack of Beethoven compliments the satisfaction of our meal.

After a brisk walk outside to take the trash to the dump and retrieve something from her car, we set up in the dining room to practice some songs together. Shortly after, it gets interrupted by the arrival of Josh, Kevin, and Richie with wine/beer in hand. All the light-hearted heckling and commotion proves to be too much of a distraction.

Upstairs in the bed we watch Upstream Color (2013), a film we've been meaning to watch for a long time. The big high definition screen compliments this beautifully visual masterpiece. Sharing Coffee and Moldavian Vanilla Cookies.

After the movie we talk about our discrepancies on being around others who require an overload of attention to survive and how draining it is for us sometimes. We both experienced this problem earlier downstairs. Ana is discovering how much more of an introvert she is – and it's comforting for me because I myself maintain a strong introverted role amongst friends.

Me: "Towards the end of your 20's you really start to solidify who you really are."


Me: "I hate being judgmental. The older I get the less tolerance I have for people who...who don’t get it."

To me it's really hot. To Ana it's really cold. Good for her I'm like this personal human heater to her.

Sleep 5:30 a.m.

[i] Images by me.

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