The Epic Sunset

on August 15, I wrote that the day before I got the code for the lock and rode my host’s yellow bike on Ninth Street and I got yelled at by mean motorists. I went to Safeway and I bought food for the boys for two days.

On the trip home, I rode back to the house and I took bicycle pictures. Made a sandwich bagel. When my host showed up, he lay down on the couch and then I shared my sandwich with him.

Our mutual acquaintance stopped by. I met him in college too, he works as a nurse locally. We had a cocktail and he told us about his friends boat while we sat in the office. My host was still laying down on the couch.

We went to see his new property house when he got up. We looked at the blackberry patch and the excessive roomage. We stood on the roof. We could actually see the sea. The neighbor was out and so we hung out with him drinking on the street.

We all said bye after the epic sunset. My host and I spent the night drinking listening to music and eating samosas.

I made coffee and sandwiches In the morning. My older brother called and told me about the week my kids had had with him in Oregon. He told me that he and the boys were planning to meet us in Smith Redwoods State Park later that day.

This is an occasional series chronicling my life. This Notebook Analysis series is meant to be contemporaneous piece developed as an agglomeration of my notebook pages. In each of these posts I used my notes to develop my recent thoughts.