Sunday December 20 2015

Sunday Morning Oatmeal with Mom (Dec 20 2015)[i]

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Getting to know a grandfather I never knew on my mom's side. It's weird because in the dream it makes sense but outside the dream he doesn't exist. We go for a walk down the street and ask each other questions. Across the dirt road we discover a bunch of police cars at the old house I used to live at with my dad on Pine Tree Lane in Dudley, NC. It's understood they found a dead body in a camping tent out by the shed. I notice they're trying to move out all the old vehicles parked in the yard.

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Waking up just before 11:30 a.m.

My mom comes over for our weekly Sunday morning oatmeal time. Ana's at the table with us.

While putting the clean dishes away we accidentally discover a strange vibration sound between two glass mason jars.

Mom: "Robert! You have to record that."

Errands: printing out Christmas pictures of Ana and I at the FedEx office, grocery shopping on Whole Foods and Trader Joe's.

Scrambled Eggs. Toast with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Corn Tortilla Chips with Avocado and Tomato. Honey Green Tea. Banana.

Watching Jessica Jones (2015).

Wrapping a couple gifts and writing out thoughtful Christmas cards.


Making Pizza from scratch with a Salad.

Troubleshooting Unreal Tournament on my computer.

Practicing piano.

Feeling feverish and weak all of a sudden.

Herbal Tea.

Sleep 4 a.m.

[i] Image by me.

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