Feb 22, 2024
I had work again today. I’ve been working every day. It’s good for my bank account. I don’t like the job, though!
I went to the Prince Isaac Theatre yesterday after work. I talked to a lady behind the desk and she said to come in the morning. That’s when the manager would be there.
I went this morning and gave him my resume. He said he might email me next week. He was giving a bunch of new employees a tour of the place when I arrived. I guess they just hired a bunch of new people.
I need to look into getting my alcohol license in case I get a call from one of these theatres.
I don’t want to keep working at the souvlaki place!
Douma and Pierre were here yesterday. We hung out after I finished work.
We walked around for a little bit. We went to the park by my place. We lay on the grass and played guitar.
That was their last day together. Both of their energy was sorta off. I think they were both sad.
Pierre left this morning for a music festival. Douma is in town for a couple more days. She flies back to France on Sunday. I wonder if anything will continue between them.
I’m allowed to run upside down. Anything is allowed when I’m asleep.
Papa from space landed on the lawn. He stood there for a little while.
“Wake up!” He screamed towards the window.
I jumped out of bed. I grabbed my boots and my comb. I ran down the stairs like my feet were on fire. I opened the front door.
There was Space Papa! He was glowing on the grass.
“Welcome to my presence,” he whispered.
“You’re back!” I cheered.
“I never left,” he replied. “I’ve always been under your bed. I’ve always been humming.”
“I know! I never lost faith!” I ran out onto the grass and kissed my Space Papa’s feet. My lips tingled. I felt ancient wisdom enter through the crown of my head.
“Let’s eat,” he whispered. “Let’s have an early breakfast.”
I stood slowly, brushing tears from my eyes. I nodded and took my Space Papa’s hand. We floated silently down the street.