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food city – Janeil Harricharan

food city

Well, this is the first entry in my dream journal series, I do hope you guys find it interesting; enjoy.

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Original Dream Date: October 11, 2018

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It’s current day of 2018, possibly the evening. My dad comes into my bedroom, unaware that I’ve seen him. He’s younger looking, as if he’s twenty years younger or such (so probably about his later 30s/early 40s.) He has big black garbage bags with him, and starts to throw all my stuff in the garbage bags and walk out. I don’t do anything, and come to the realization that I was not present in the room when this happened.

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I’ve been drawing for quite a long time. I sadly can’t say I’ve been drawing for most of my entire life, but it’s safe to say I’ve been drawing for 1/3rd if not more of it.

As described in my previous story about deviantART, my art skills didn’t really take off until I had access to the platform. A couple of years before that I had taken a short three-week special course at Walters State in a summer drawing class. That helped up my skills a whole bunch over my pre-teen drawings. It wasn’t great, but it wasn’t terrible, either.

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As far as I know, this was the first time I actually started taking pictures of my food. It wasn’t something I did very often then, but more as a historical kind of documenting moment. I don’t have a lot of photos showing what I did in my teen years, so anything that exists is almost a big peek into my past; even if it’s an insignificant thing as what I ate.

 

Here, we have fried chicken, mac and cheese and a cup of water. Usually paid about $2 for all of this, and bought it during my 15-minute break. The only time I wouldn’t buy this is if the deli was closed, which was after 5PM. In that case I’d revert back to candy or something else.

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