Tuesday March 24 2015

Zanis Waldheims[i]

Waking up to Ana's hand caressing my back. I don't remember sleeping next to her – she must have sneaked in here early in the morning. We enjoy a sexual time together. Back to sleep.

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Staying at a big hotel somewhere in a big city, maybe it's London. It's supposed to be a convention for youth. Ana and I are staying in a room together with a million other teenagers as our neighbors in the halls. Something feels strange. I look out the window to discover the whole hotel is in motion in midair moving at a high speed. I watch as we crash into the ground suddenly. The walls rumble and shake. This causes sharp gold metallic triangles to fall from the ceiling everywhere throughout the building. They're quite prickly but don't bother me too much. However that's not the case for others. I run out into the lobby to see a guy being pierced against the wall by the mini triangles. I pull the door shut to stop them from hitting him. I run around in search for Ana but she's nowhere to be found. Some of the other teenage girls next door take notice of me. I run inside to find Ana playing a video game wearing a purple wig alongside three other girls as if she's trying to blend in so I can't find her. I confront and scold her for running off.

Me: "I was looking for you everywhere!"

She was under the assumption that I abandoned her.

Me: "Are you kidding me? I've been searching for you this whole time!"

We lie down on a bench and cuddle for a little bit. But then she accuses me of taking liberties with her body when she doesn't want to have sex. All of this seems out of the ordinary for her. Tristan Stewart is here sitting next to us. She confides in him. I'm angered and start yelling. I throw the computer screen on the ground and turn a coffee table upside down. The whole situation is very stressful.

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Waking up officially at 12:30 p.m.

Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maca Powder, Maple Syrup, Chia Seeds, Strawberries, and Almond Milk. Coffee with Cream and Honey.

Organizing. Business.

Grilled PB&J. Potato Chips. Navel Orange. Pu-erh Tea.

Watching a documentary on Burt's Bees.

Teaching piano lessons at Music Makers.

At the Seatack Rec with Ana shooting the basketball around in the gym. I pretend to be her coach and give her pointers on how to dribble the ball and the proper way to shoot the ball.

Back home. Brown Rice Quinoa Spaghetti with Red Peppers, Mushrooms, Onions, and Arrabiata Sauce. Spring Mix Salad with Carrots, Cucumbers, and Tomatoes.

Staying on the computer downloading and organizing music – catching up on the blog.

General chores.

Chamomile Tea.

Sleep 4 a.m.

[i] Zanis Waldheims.

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