30 Minute Session #1

My result of making a story/event with Eva without criticizing or analyzing what's going on for 30 minutes. The purpose of this exercise is to train myself to be spontaneous, quick, and relying on the subconscious/unconscious mind to give me the scenarios as I go about typing without having critical awareness, just passive awareness.

It's really fun seeing how things can come to me now without me having to worry if I'm just restricting or blocking things. Don't worry about the spelling too, it's supposed to be imperfect, and with practice, it will get a little better.
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Topic: Pocket Knife and Pasta Sauce [Forgot about the Pasta Sauce in the End lol, oh well doesn't matter]


Me and Eva are sitting down by a green hill with a tree on top. There's an apple that falls gently on my lap, and it looks like it's ripe enough for the both of us to eat. I take out my pocket knife, and slowly trimmed around the skin of the apple, making sure I don't lose too much valuable flesh for both of us to enjoy.
I take my time to cut around more and more, and then I noticed that a hummingbird appears out of nowhere. It has a green colored base with a light milky brown stomach and an orange stripe color around its neck. Eva asks,
"Isn't this bird beautiful?"
I respond,
"Maybe it wants some of the apple that I'm going to cut into pieces."
She responds back stating,
"Maybe you should cut them smaller for the hummingbird, you wouldn't want it to choke on eating an apple piece right?"
"Right," I replied back.
I make sure that I trim the apple as accurately as possible, and eventually, I managed to get all of the skin off and left them on the side for later. I asked Eva for a napkin or at least a towel so that the Apple won't get dirty, although there isn't much to worry about since the environment we're in is clean enough.
And as she's gets up to get a towel, she responds,
"Leave some for me okay?"
"Don't worry Eva, I won't eat it all down in one gulp." I replied.
She giggles a bit and turns her head to head to the house that's about 40 feet away from us. I look at her backside a bit, smiling on the the outfit she's wearing. She's wearing a sleeveless light golden-yellow blouse along with a golden dress skirt and regular laceless golden yellow female shoes.
I look at the tree above me, and I being to notice there's a lot of sparkling in a few small patches, and I start to wonder if it could be the sun's rays shining ontop of the tree. I take the apple with me since I have nothing to place it on, and I have passive awareness of the hummingbird that's flying around me. As soon as I went beyond of the shade of the tree that covered a fairly large distance, I noticed there isn't a sun at all, so I presumed there must be something else that's sparkling.
I noticed that Eva is already coming back with a picnic basket and some towels. And she slowly sits down near the the tree and informs me,
"I brought some food along the way, since I'm sure an apple won't be good enough for us."
"You're right Eva, I feel like my stomach is a blackhole and can devour anything!" I replied back.
She prepares several towels, one for the base for the picnic basket and a smaller one for the apple that I have in my hand.
"You don't want your sweat to saturate the apple too much, otherwise it'll taste a bit too salty." she declares while giggling for a bit.
I asked her,
"Did you bring some water? Maybe I can soak this apple and make it taste less like human skin."
"Yeah! I bought some drinks as well, sodas, wine, water, all sorts of stuff in this picnic basket." She responds.
"Wine? What do we need that for?" I asked.
"Oooh....for later..." she replies softly while winking at me.
I blushed not knowing what to say next, and I try to distract myself by looking at the apple again and decided to quickly cut it into chunks.
"Careful, you don't want to cut too fast and make the knife slip and possibly cut your fing----"
It was already too late, how she expressed herself beforehand made me flustered with embarrassing emotions that I couldn't keep my concentration when cutting the apple into chunks.
"Dang it! I'm sorry Eva, I'm not really too cut out for cutting apples properly huh...now my thumb is bleeding." I said with a sad tone of voice.
Abruptly, Eva gets closer to me and takes the hand with the cut thumb and opens her mouth to slowly suck some of the blood out. After going through a few seconds of feeling the suction created by her mouth, I turn the other way and begin to noticed my hand feels a lot better now.
"Does it still hurt you?" she asks.
I look left and right nervously and eventually made eye contact with her and replied,
"No, not anymore, thank you very much Eva."
"You're very welcome, any time." she replies, winking at me again.
I take a quick gulp and washed out some of the blood on the apple before it soaks into the flesh. I make sure that I cut the apple into small bits for the humming bird. And as I'm almost done finishing the last piece, I noticed the hummingbird is already taking a few bites out of the apple bits.
I was in awe by how it can still sustain a rapid speed with its wings and still multitask while eating. I look to Eva and noticed she's taking out some things that looked like they were just heated up.
"Did you microwave that Eva?" I asked.
"Yeah :P I thought it would save a lot of time rather than using a pan or skillet to cook with." She replied.
"Yeah, that makes sense, wouldn't want to waste the beautiful weather we're having here right?" I asked.
"We definitely wouldn't want to let the time we have together go to waste today." She replied.
She takes out two mini-tables in which we can slide our legs under, and she takes out a meal for me first. It looks like it's a take-out box that's white and made of Styrofoam.
"Talk about home-cooking...where did you get the fast food?" I asked.
"Oh, the Asian Restaurant that we normally go to." She replies.
I laugh for a bit and wondered if I should ask her if we could've gone to the Restaurant instead, but it didn't really matter, all that I really cared about was just being around her in this beautiful atmosphere and wonderful environment.
Just the two of us, good friends taking the time to prepare to chow down and talk about all sorts of things. I open the take-out box and noticed it's a freshly prepared meal of General Tsao Chicken with Fried Rice. I place it gently on the mini-table on top of my legs, and I noticed Eva has something else in store for me.
It's a smaller take-out box, and I can already predict what it may be based by the smell. It smells wonderful, and as I open it, I noticed it's 12 pieces of Crab Rangoon.

"Woah! 12 pieces of this? Don't they normally sell 6 pieces?" I asked.
"Yeah, but big boy's gotta eat!" She replies and smiles.
"I only have a slightly chubby tummy Eva." I said in with a sigh.
"Just joking around with you." She smiles back.
"What are you going to eat Eva?" I asked.
"My favorite of course, anything with noodles, and in this case, Lo Mein Noodle Chicken with a mild touch of Pepper." She responds.
I reply, "Hmmm...careful with the pepper, I remember the last time I tried a spicy version of that and it didn't really make the eating enjoyable."
"Oh, I can take it, and a lot of things." She responds.
"I guess it's time to chow down huh?" I asked.
"Oh! I forgot to pour out some drinks for us! What do you want to drink? I have Sprite, Orange Juice, Strawberry Fanta, Ginger Ale, Big Red, and Wine." She replies in minor shock.
"Uh..............................I think I'll take some Ginger Ale, and how in the world did you fit all that stuff in that Picnic Basket" I asked.
"The actual composition of the basket doesn't really matter, it can fit as many things as we believe it can. We don't have to worry about finite things unless we want to make things like that. You just have to give a little love and a little faith, and anything can come out to what you prefer." She responds back to me.
"Sounds like a cryptic message you're giving me, Eva, is there any underlying meaning behind that?" I asked.
"Not particularly, just that our bond can be much greater if we weren't so conflicting with each other." She responds.
"Am I doing anything wrong? You can rest assured that you can talk about anything that's bothering you Eva..." I replied.
"Thank you Brandon, that means a lot to me. I just wanted to see your answer and reaction to what I stated, nothing more, and I'm satisfied....Thank you." she says.
She slowly approaches me and wraps her arms around me, and I quickly put my hand on her hair and gently glide my fingers through the curves and lining of her soft, elegant, and long hair. I take the moment to feel her warmth as she rests her face against my stomach. She closes her eyes, and I brace my back against the tree and look beyond the horizon.
There's something compelling that I wanted to say, as if I were aiming to just talk to myself, but I felt that I wanted to let Eva hear me. But I decided I should just remain silent and embrace the moment we have together. I close my eyes and continue to accept the warmth she's giving to me.