Friday October 1 2021


Waking up really late, like almost 1 p.m. feeling like the sickness has passed.


Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Blueberries, and Almond Milk. English Breakfast Tea.


Catching up on business.


Chatting with Allyson at the studio figuring out scheduling things.


Ana and I grab a light lunch and coffee at Three Ships. While chomping into our Panini’s we overhear “Private Idaho” come on the radio. Lol.


Dropping off this bike wheel thing at Trek.


Running errands.


Later on, Ana and I dress up and grab dinner at La Bella Italia enjoying a nice dinner with glasses of wine. Chatting with the head chef who’s the father of an old piano student of mine.


Afterwards, checking out the night market over by Pink Dinghy. We run into Gabe deejaying – he’s always so happy to see us.


Upstairs in my room chatting with her. I try to argue that we are “spending time with each other” in this moment as she complains about us not (being physically connected).

Ana…is…too…”, she mocks as I sit at the computer typing out the day.

“I’m just a novelty to you,” she adds. “You need all types of characters in your novel.”

No comment. I imagine myself in one of those 1930’s film noir scenes: As I sit here with the cigar hanging over my lip, smoke billowing above my head like a stormy cloud fogging up the canals in my mind.


At the studio arranging the room for rehearsals tomorrow then practicing drums.


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