Sunday June 29 2014

Ana at Tapped Open Mic (June 29 2014) (2)[i]

Waking up around 11:15 a.m.

Honey Crunch n Oats with Vanilla Almond Milk.

All day shift at China Wok.

Red Grapes.

China Wok Dayze (June 29 2014)

It's a beautiful day out, not very humid, and with just the right amount of breeze to calm all your worries.

Veggie Chips with Avocado. Honey Green Tea. Banana.

While waiting to turn onto First Colonial Road a fellow baller from the Rec Center drives by and calls out my nickname, "MacBook!"

Bo-Berry Biscuit from Bojangles.

Janice stands over the hand sink fascinated by the bubbles she's creating with her hands.

Janice Making Bubbles (June 29 2014)

Baked Salt n Vinegar Chips.

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

Earlier Ana texted me to inform that her period has stopped, "aunt flow is OUT!"

Me: "Finally!"

Her: "I'm a ripe fruit just for you."

Me: "Hehe what kind of fruit?"

Her: "mango!!!!!!"

Off work.

Ana's supposed to perform a few songs at Tapped's open mic night across the street. I head over for support and socializing. Kevin and his music buddies are on stage jamming out to Dave Matthews. Jes and Ana got their own table. I plop down in the chair next to Ana and point out all the people I come in contact with on a regular basis, "That guy singing right now I deliver Chinese food to. Our waiter I play basketball with at the Rec. And that guy over there played at a Show N Tell once. It's a small world. We're all connected."

We order Ginger Hard Ciders.

She gets that dreamy look in her eye and says to me, "I'm lucky to have you."

Ana at Tapped Open Mic (June 29 2014) (1)

Later, she gets up there with her big black electric guitar and sings a few songs, capturing the attention of the whole bar. Then I join in on a Johnny Cash song – Kevin follows along on violin – the other dudes keep the beat with the djembe drums.

Back at the house settling down in my room with Ana. Getting under the covers. Before I drift off to sleep she's persistently and gently caressing me. I'm pretty exhausted but there's nothing to stop the blood from flowing.

After she finishes I snicker to her, "I'm your bed toy."

[i] Images by me.

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