Recurring

          Mackenzie is still sick, and I found myself reminiscing about West F chillout sessions with Eric. After work I scoped out the building that's being constructed down the block, weighing the safety of sneaking in without being caught. (There are temporary stairs for the workers that go to the top of its 15 or 16 floors, and without lights to muddy my vision, I expect the view from the top at night must be something to behold.) At home, I hung out with Iris and Kofi; after Iris went to see Mike, Kofi and I had a heart to heart on plans, girls, and recurring dreams.