2 posts tagged “freak”

i love to hate hating to love full moons. i've been noticing the mystic feeling they bring during the past few cycles. if you recall, last full moon i ouijaed alone and it asked me if i was mom. i guess i should ouija after this post.

so i've been freaking out trying to decide where to go next. today, i got a few signs or something, i don't know. i'm reading into everything too much.

this morning started out awful - car problems. but then a phone call at lunch from an organization that i had applied to for a job months ago, offering an interview for an unpaid internship. in new york city.

all last week i was convinced i was moving to seattle. i've never had nyc on my map. now things are looking up.

after an incredibly pleasant workout and a beautifully gusty walk down the railroad place path, beltin' out patsy cline and harry nilsson, i had a txt conversation with a favorite friend. this led to a phone call forbidding a move to nyc and encouraging following through with our secret plan.

oh. and before my workout, when i was changing in the locker room, nbc nightly news was on. and on nbc nightly news was a glowing example of fear-mongering corporate media: leeching off the tragedy in china, the newslady's voice warned that seattle is in great danger of a great quake.

i took that as a sign.

also the chapter i read tonight in the shadows book was really eye-opening and relatable.

also my mother is an angel for letting me borrow her fly-ass whip to get to work on time today.

eight days left. not that i'm counting.

if anything good happens, i'll report back from the ouija.

i keep forgetting the mission of this blog. its purpose (at first, at least) is to enhance my writing. i used to do it all the time. i guess i was bad, but whatever, at least i did it. now i just write about boring things.

the other purpose is to focus on the synchronicities that crash into my soul daily. they've been waning. i think my third eye has been closed because i've been out gallivanting like some freak. i'll get it back. i just have to try to be more receptive. or more people should read this and then do things that are seemingly synchronous. i don't care if it's fake, just as long as i'm unaware.

also i should be ouijaing more. i guess i'm going to do some laundry. last time that happened the ghosties asked me if i was mom (scroll down).

i guess i will. whatever.

the last few times, though, my calls haven't been answered. so stupid.