#4 I took the trip again Monday.
I tried to pretend my trip to head office wasn't such a big deal, but the signs were clear. I met my coworker, Tony, driving us down from Sudbury, another specialist trying to hack it as a writer...who also happened to have spent some time on YouTube analyzing BABYMETAL videos.
It was no substitute for your company, but it reminded me of the day we met.
The feeling I might be exactly where I am needed to be in life.
I can't believe I actually have that day on tape, like something from the Nixon archives.
#5 Maybe there's something to this moon sign combination.
I learned I'm a Virgo-Gemini.
As the human fibre optic cable, I can sit and still burn calories just by over thinking everything.
You're a Taurus-Pisces, the most imaginative and artistic Taurus combination possible.
But it's bad to put people in boxes.
We're so much more than that.
Boxes are dangerous.
Captivity....shoving people in boxes...concrete boxes....is so dangerous.
#6 Where are you?
When I go away overnight I get these pangs from the cats.
"Where are you? Why did you leave?" like a guttural, physical clenching, and I worry.
I worry about cats in house boxes shrinking from neglect.
It haunts my dreams, recurrent nightmares like my worst fear in life is being a bad cat mom.
My worst dreams I'm always too afraid to share.
How can a healthy mind think such things?