Written 11:30am, 16 June 2020 Tuesday: I’m in a Yace or Chapa (what people call a minivan used for public transportation in Cabo Verde and Mozambique respectively). It gets full of passengers. There’s this CV or Moz woman across me who comments about how my hands are dirty. I’m sure I understand her. I thoughtContinue reading “Entry 98”
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Entry 97
Written 12:45pm Sunday, 14 June 2020: I’m in some motel room putting stuff in my backpack. There’s a train of people walking through; they’re ready to go with their backpacks, but I’m still packing. I’m trying to pack detergent, one box almost empty is for machine washing, another box, still pretty full, is for handContinue reading “Entry 97”
Entry 96
Written 11 June 2020, Thursday 12:47pm: Driving across a bridge, with my parents, I’m on the passenger side next to the driver, my dad. We’re on some kind of road trip, traveling to . . . Nicaragua, came to mind in the dream, but when I tried to think of where we are on aContinue reading “Entry 96”
Entry 94
Written 9:43am, 04 June 2020, Thursday: Was at some supermarket at first, I think. A hazy beginning. Already picked up, or sensed my cart was full when I get a call from my sister-in-law’s sister’s father-in-law. . . In other words, S-‘s father-in-law, whose name I don’t remember, nor do I remember her husband’s. Anyway,Continue reading “Entry 94”
Entry 93
Written 11:05am, 03 June 2020, Wednesday: At a gym locker room looking through, maybe, the perspective of –. The manager of the gym had her locker opened and was telling — that she’s banned from the gym because they found drugs in her locker. She appears indifferent, unmoved. There’s a big ziplock bag full ofContinue reading “Entry 93”
Entry 92
Written at 8:12am, 02 June 2020, Tuesday: I’m at a cafeteria, grabbing a loaf of bread, but it’s not really a loaf, it’s flat like one long slice of bread. It’s cinnamon and raisin and looks so fresh and good, I admire it’s little nooks and moistness. Then Ross and Jennifer Aniston (from the seriesContinue reading “Entry 92”
Entry 91
Written 30 May 2020, 10:30am, Saturday: Driving around we arrive at a sort of ranch house, not fancy but well-lived in. I think there’s a small garden patch outside. I walk up to the house, there’s something I need , looking for a phone maybe, or something connected to my phone, I don’t know. TheContinue reading “Entry 91”
Entry 90
Written 24 May 2020 at 10:02am, Sunday: Walking downhill, down a street. To my right I go into a cabin/motel room. I stash my bag inside. I go back out to keep exploring, walking downhill. At the bottom I see lots of buildings, windows with balconies protruding like bridges to the open air. There wereContinue reading “Entry 90”
Entry 89
Written 23 May 2020 at 11:07am, Saturday: Was walking along a narrow boardwalk set up high along a rocky cliff-side ridge by the sea. There were people behind me. It’s daytime. I keep walking and I see people, order folks down on the beach looking up at us, climbing up to the boardwalk. I thinkContinue reading “Entry 89”
Entry 88
Written at 8:10am on 21 May 2020, Thursday: Walking on the beach, I see there’s a playground installed, like a colorful giant plastic castle, red, yellow, blue. It’s installed into the sand where the slide goes into a large pool containing deep water. I say to someone, I wanna try that. . .
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