Sunday July 12 2015
Waking up at 11 a.m.
Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Nectarines, Chia Seeds, and Almond Milk. Iced Coffee.
After I turn the ignition I realize I forgot my start-up cash up in my room. I run up there but make a detour into Ana's room. She comes out of her bathroom, naked, with her clay mask on, and with a puzzled innocent look. I swear she never puts on clothes when she's alone in her room. I walk over and try to give her a kiss on the lips but her face mask kind of inhibits a proper one. Instead, I give a kiss on the top of her right breast.
"I guess I'll have to kiss you there," I say. "Bye-bye!"
All day shift at China Wok.
Just another day hustling Chinese food.
Grilled PB&J. Potato Chips. Honey Oolong Tea.
While making a delivery in Emerald Point Apartments I come across a big pile up of cop cars and fire trucks. A car somehow flipped over on Westminster Lane. If I had planned the drive-by ahead of time I might've snapped a photo but the cop was waving for me to move along. I mean, how in the world did that even happen in a neighborhood where the speed limit is 25!
Off work and back home at a decent hour.
Cranberry Beans with Broccoli, Onions, and Rice.
Watching The Terminator (1984).
Chatting with Ana in her room while I stretch my legs out.
Soaking in an oatmeal bath in hopes to relieve this insane rash on my left arm.
It's a perfect night to take the bike for a ride to the oceanfront. The air is thick with rich smells as I fly down Laskin and zip through side streets – the sugary pastries baking at the Sugar Plum Bakery – the sweet scent of honeysuckle and the blooming trees – the salty air along the boardwalk. Upset at myself cause as I was listening to music via iPod I get a little too excited with my arms and accidentally knock the headphones out of my ears causing them to get tangled up in the spokes of my bike wheel. Now they're broken and completely useless.
Back home. Sipping on Orange Juice.
Sleep 4 a.m.
[i] Image by me.
Posted by James Robert Smith at 12:34 AM