A Day Off, Part II

It turned out that there was no town, just the crossroads, but it was literally a crossroads, not a metaphorical one, so that's good. The editing didn't take long, and it felt good to do some kind of work that meant something and be done by noon as well. Chris and I went to meet Eric or Jeff for lunch, and the good thing is it turned out to be Eric AND Jeff. We all went to the only place to eat at the crossroads, the Hole'in'One Doughnut Shop. I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to eat anything, but this place featured wheat-free doughnuts, which is something I've never seen before, anywhere! I told them that I was going to be such a good customer that I'll single-handedly keep them in business. Jeff had never met Eric or Chris before, and we all had a nice lunch, talking about music, art, literature, and doughnuts. It turned out that these doughnuts, besides being gluten-free, were also high in fiber, vitamins, and complete protein, so that you could actually live on them! Not that you wouldn't miss other foods, but the nice thing was, we were able to eat like a dozen each for lunch, and they didn't make us sick. They were all really fresh and warm, too, and there was a great variety, crullers, and cake doughnuts, and custard filled ones, and jelly doughnuts. After we ate, we sat back, full and satisfied, sipping hot coffee, and we talked about where each of us was in our lives. One of us was on the brink, another in a deep hole, another stuck on an elevator going up, and the last stuck on an elevator going down. We discussed how we might feel if we were able to trade places with each other, and in the end we realized it didn't really matter. Life was short, long, good, and bad, and the only thing that really mattered was doughnuts.

A Day Off, Part I

I found myself at a crossroads on the outskirts of a town somewhere in Ohio, where there was maybe a filling station and a Hole'in'One Donuts, but not much else. From there I made it into the editing room and was talking to Chris. He had a list of scenes he was going to go through one by one, to examine closely as independent units of narrative or something. He said it would be really helpful if I would go through them with him, which I was happy to do, but then I remembered it was a weekday. I usually go into work at my temp job on every weekday, and then I remembered that I didn't have to go in today because my endless assignment had finally ended. I was happy about that, and my day off, but now this editing work was starting to seem a little worky. I told Chris that I was hoping to do something fun on this rare day off. But he said it wouldn't take long, so I said okay, then let's get started. After all, all I'd have to do is sit in a chair in a dark room and watch stuff.

Then I got a call from Jeff Curtis who said he was in town and wanted to meet up with me. I didn't even know what town we were in, actually, it was new to me. For some reason either he or I knew about some diner not far from where we were editing. I said okay, I'd like to meet up with him. But then, somehow, Jeff turned into Eric Lezotte. I work with a guy Eric, but this was Eric who lives in LA, and he was going to be in town, and wanted to meet up at this diner. So here it was, my day off, and I had to work on this editing, and also I wanted to meet with Jeff and Eric, who may or may not be the same person. I was getting really confused, not to mention stressed out!