Tuesday December 11 2018

Waking up at 11:30 a.m.

Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Strawberries, Maple Syrup, and Almond Milk. Irish Breakfast Tea.

Catching up on business.

On the way out I overhear Ana yelling at her mom over the phone. I peak in to be nosy.

“What’s going on? Why are you guys yelling?”

“Because that’s what Filipinos do!” she explains.

Running errands.

Scrambled Eggs. Toast with Butter and Jam. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Coffee.

Teaching lessons at Music Makers.

Back home. Cooking dinner with mom’s help: Fried Chicken with Broccoli, Cabbage, Peppers, Mushrooms, Carrots, Onions, and Jasmine Rice.

Sharing meals at the table with Ana and mom while we watch Hasan Minhaj’s standup comedy.

Teaching an online lesson.

General chores around the house. Meanwhile, Ana is rearranging her room.


She walks into my room to borrow some toothpaste.

“I’ve been a busy boy and you’ve been a busy girl,” I tell her.

She adds, “And that poem made me hurl.”

Sleep 4 a.m.

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