Today's post.
Follow me around as I will write bits and pieces during the day. My sidekick really does rock.
3:06pm
Only an hour and a half lest to the work day. It's my first day back to work and I have been sluggish due to too much Nyquil taken to sleep on time. I fell asleep at about 2am so I didn't give my body as much rest as needed when taking Nyquil. I spent a few days waking up during the afternoon so I was kinda difficult to adjust again. I've done it a million times before, so I will survive. The day started with four shots that only lasted 2 hours. I like the buzz and I miss ephedra. Trying to race my heart to see who can go faster, that was fun.
3:30pm
I returned to the office from the Post Office and I am listening to Staind (break the cycle). It's been a while since I heard this album (no pun intended), and It just shows me what power music has over me. My memories and moods are either dictated by music or it just serves as a score. Either or I need it. This album is great and I love the fact that I can listen to music in my office.
3:55
Only 35 minutes left and my mind is full of five o'clock dreams. Those few dreams make these eternal few moments bearable. It seems like hours past since I wrote the last entry to this post, but only 25 minutes. Guess I have to stick it out. I need more caffeine. Someone left two cans of coke for me on my desk. I am not a soda fan but the fact that it contains caffeine might just win me over. I am not sure yet.
5:47pm
Just left the Davidoff store where I enjoyed a wonder Vintage Fonseca cigar. The best the Dominican Republic makes. It feels good to know that I am consuming a product made at DR that does not require the exploitation of my people. Farmers are actually paid very nicely for their tobacco. So are the workers. But I do it for the pleasure. I enjoy a nice smoke after work. I tend to attract the tongue of older more successful men who teach me a lot during pleasurous smokes. The smoking of cigars should never be a habit, they should always remain a pleasure.
7:45pm
I am at the nuyo and fish just finished a hot ass set. Mr. Feliciano is sort of corny. I didn't like how he pronounced acentos. He pronounced it accentos. Anyway Fish was hot, and that is what matters.
Going back a few steps, after leaving Davidoff I met up with Mr. Lindo (Juan) at Barnes and Nobles, where I spent too long picking a book only to get the one that I knew I would get. Please people recommend me a book so I may read it after this one. Fiction please.
Oscar is next.
7;54pm
Oscar first poem rocked,
8:05pm
Oscar just finished his incredible set where I heard a set that was virgin to my ears and I am now listening to Bono, it started strong so lets see where it will go.
8:13pm
Bono rocked out, Fishes encore.
8:33pm
Okay Oscar went on again and dedicated a poem to me. I don't know if I am saying this because it was for me but it was off the rack. Damn that was the shit. Wow. I am loving the night. It is off the hook Wow Oscar rocks beyond chords.
9:45pm
We left the Nuyo and ran to the bus that will take us toCarlito's way. We are all being crazy as hell and it rocks, I feel good energy. I saw a very cute girl that I wanted to speak to on the train. Same old story. I gave her my seat, ran through the introduction and missed my chance. I totally let it pass. Oh well. I wasn't feeling the vibe. She was write but I didn't take the chance to talk. I was in a group and she was by herself, the opportunity was golden. I might want to blame it all on Bono but I could have flown. Oh well. Tomorrow is always near. Actually it's in two and a half hours from now. Let us walk.
11:41pm
I am on my way to my mothers house for the last dinner of the night. The night has been splendid on its own this is just icing on the cake. We walk into Carlito's cafe as Padimini finishes a poem and when Oscar begins we push her to do it all again. She was amazing. After her Hector calls my name and I have a go with my platform plea, I later read again. That time I did my newest piece. I love it. After the show I had a few great conversations, one which paid homage to OB who has really been inspirational. We had a wonderful ride home and I felt great. No I feel great. The night was great, really great. Today I was happy.
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