I HAD A FULL EVENING THAT FRIDAY NIGHT IN OAKLAND, filled with eating sushi, hip hop clubbing and late conversation with my girlfriends. After all was said and done, I finally hit the pillow around 2:30am and was ready to dream. I was exhausted from the long work week and had pushed myself to go out that night. I figured- no worries- for I had my entire Saturday to sleep in, lounge around the apartment, doodle on my smart phone, relax, and finally get some writing done. Or so I thought. The next morning at approximately 8am, I woke up to the sounds of beeping construction trucks and busy maintenance workers speaking in Spanish while drilling into the street's pavement directly outside my bedroom window. If the sunshine of the predicted 90 degree weather forecasted for
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