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In 1905 a man experiences a revelation on an elevator – it has something to do with time travel and the spiritual mysteries of the world. Like a fly on the wall I watch it all happen. The man exits the elevator car with the gift of time travel. Now he's managed to manifest himself in another person's consciousness almost a hundred years later. He meets me in real time. I tell him, "I've been here on this elevator for fifty years thinking about your time traveling moment." We have an understanding. Later on, I'm with friends attending some special event on the 70th story of a skyscraper. It's nighttime – the city lights and skyline are beautifully haunting. It's understood our time traveling man is out on the balcony having a cigarette or talking with another friend. After a couple minutes the lights to the room flicker – some kind of power surge – all of a sudden lightning cracks through the sky. Something serious is going on. I know it has something to do with the man. I run to the other room where the sliding glass doors are that lead to the balcony. I see the time traveling man standing defiantly on the edge of the railing. Before I can open up the doors and stop him he leaps off the ledge. I lean over and watch in horror as he slams into the roof of a car 70 stories below. Somehow I already knew this would happen. A shiver runs down my spine and I wake up in a flash.
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At some point before I officially awaken I see Ana over on the floor in a deep meditation. After having multiple dreams involving the same scenario of this time traveling guy from 1905 I wake up around 10:30 a.m.
Sharing Maple Oatmeal with Blueberries, Almond Milk, and Coffee with Ana. I made an itinerary for us today. We don't try very hard to stick to it cause there's many things we need to do. Stopping by the thrift store, the Halloween store, Whole Foods, then Trader Joe's. Shopping, shopping, shopping. It's exhausting but fun to do with Ana by my side.
When playfully bashing a moronic move another driver makes on the road Ana reassures me that it's okay.
Me: "I've already told you, everything isn't always okay all the time."
"In my world it is," she counteracts.
For lunch: Scrambled Eggs, Cinnamon Raisin Bagel with Vegan Cream Cheese, Salt n Vinegar Chips, and Honey Green Tea.
Teaching music lessons at Music Makers. In between Ana and I have the chance to sing a couple songs.
Banana.
Out on the basketball courts playing a couple of pick-up games while Ana and Whitney run on the track field. After the games are over the other players, some of them regulars that I see often, make comments about the pretty girls on the other side of the court waiting for me to be done. It's like clockwork. Anytime Ana is present her appearance stirs up the boys eyes. Then I walk over to her and they realize she's my girl.
Quinoa with Butternut Squash, Brussel Sprouts, and Black Beans.
Enjoying dessert with Ana and Whitney downstairs: a delectable Chocolate Avocado Banana Pudding.
Chores.
Sleep 3:30 a.m.
[i] The Stoics. Don Pettit.
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