I tell you what, I have been sleeping hard. Wham.
I was alone in the apartment last night and i heard a bunch of banging and so i ran out into the living room and there were a couple fireworks hanging above the cities.
Today I had a sweet lunch where Luce cooked us whole fried fish that had a head and everything. Also, she evidently doesn't appreciate me leaving my sandals around.
I left on a quest to take some pictures of dogs and cats. I was thinking about how i could make a picture book called Gatos y Perros. I think I may have a problem with turning every small interest into an epic project. So maybe i’ll just take some pictures and shut the fuck up about it.
It was hard for me to buy the right kind of milk at the store. they have bag milk, like they did for hot lunch in the Whitewater School System. But I don’t know what the different brands are or anything. Eventually I picked one out and a box of corn flakes and walked toward the check out.
Of course I second guessed myself and eventually put them back. I ended up buying a 12 pack of Colombian Club Cervezas and 1.5 liters of Pepsi. It was a decent dinner choice.
I walked back from the store and was sweating harder than when we ran the day before. Though I couldn’t feel death breathing down my neck in the same way.
