Part I of Future Gazing

Monty is attempting to be a wizard. This is a drawing of written advice.

Harrisburg

I was staring down at a wooden floor and a large dog laying looking up at me and around the room with an orange tablecloth over him. I removed the tablecloth only to find another tablecloth hiding the dog's face and body from me. As I placed the first cloth on the floor to remove the second, another large dog appeared under the cloth, it's face turned away from me. Determined to see this dog, I kept removing tablecloths, only to find more and more.

On the Red Sofa. Oh, that Red Sofa.

It was about 4pm and I was laying on the Red Sofa in my living room. The afternoon light softly shining through the verticals and I could feel my eyes slowly closing when Rena walked in and began to talk to me. As she rambled I could feel my legs and hips and arms lift from the Red Sofa and and my head and torso sink into the scratchy red fabric, amazed by the loss of gravity and pressure. I was floating inside and above the same object. That scratchy Red Sofa.

"I'm getting a real bad body high here." I said.

On May 8th

John Slavin and Jeff Hall asked me to be their fifth roommate they were going in on with some boys and another girl. The house is somewhere around Temple in North Philadelphia with hardwood floors with a lot of old white doors and not too many windows. There's a huge backyard where the clouds are dark making the green grass appear saturated against the ominous clouds. The wind picked up and I felt unsure. I sat in my old bedroom of the house I grew up in on Farwood Road staring at the foot of my bed, the old white radiator, my dresser the old creaky floors.

"No, I don't want to leave home. I like it here."

Even though I knew this isn't mine anymore.

A little after Christmas...

It was night and I was walking around 5th and Berks where I walked into a little corner grocery store. There I found my two middle aged co-workers Jackie and Evelyn. Jackie smiled to me standing at the counter and didn't say anything to me because she only spoke Spanish. I talked to her and Evelyn as I walked up and down the isles full of cereal and canned soup. Since it was after Christmas, before I left the store Evelyn handed me a gift bag. Inside was a glockenspiel. As I stood outside the store on the corner I thought to myself,
"Eric would appreciate this glockenspiel a lot more than I would."...

Back in late April

I climbed a rope ladder into the sky and into some building. It was Rena's apartment building in Moscow Russia, the overcast sky outside reflected into the battery blue concrete walls and Glenn Graeber and I ran up the cement steps laughing and screaming joyfully. Our laughs and pants echoed through the staircase as he chased after me trying to grab something I was concealing with my hands. I turned my body into the blue railings away from Glenn and smiled.

a couple of weeks ago

I was in my kitchen brewing tea with money. Maybe it'll bring good fortune.