Monday August 31 2015
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Driving my car down Laskin Road with Ana in the passenger seat. It's been raining hard and the streets are flooded in some parts. Fire trucks and cop cars are stationed everywhere blocking off the roads. I somehow manage to drive into the flooded parts anyway. It gets to a point where I start picking the car up with my bare hands keep it afloat as her and I wade through the water. We bring the car around the corner and into an alleyway. Conversing with some shady guys that give off hostile vibes.
When they leave I urge Ana, "We need to get out of here. Now!"
The car is parked awkwardly behind a pole. I command Ana to get behind the wheel and steer while I direct the car with my hands. She keeps fiddling with her bag and doesn't seem to understand, or maybe she's just afraid. I get irritated and keep pressing her to move.
"C'mon, Ana! We gotta go. Those guys are going to come back."
Eventually we get the car going and leave.
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Waking up from heavy dreams. Lying next to Ana. We both slept hard as rocks. Her bed is so soft you feel like you're sinking in the ocean.
Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Chia Seeds, Peaches, and Kefir. Oolong Tea.
Grilled PB&J with Bee Pollen. Baked Lentil Potato Curls. Honey Green Tea.
Teaching a couple lessons at Music Makers.
Picking up Ana from the house and heading over to Chicho's on 29th and Pacific for a solo Musicplayer gig with Mike Gombas. Sipping on a Killian's. I try performing two Nirvana songs for the first time that I don't completely botch up – Mike harmonizes on "All Apologies". And of course Ana joins me on a bunch of songs. Her singing with me really boosts the energy level of the show. I explained to her last night that I really want to start preparing more songs to do every week and eventually have a huge arsenal of songs to pull from. Then, we can start doing regular gigs at different clubs.
Back home with the French Canadian couch surfers, Thomas and Catherine – they're in town for a couple nights before they head back up north.
Sharing Watermelon with Ana.
Working on music in my room.
Sleep next to Ana at 4 a.m.
[i] Image by Ana.
Posted by James Robert Smith at 11:51 AM