This morning, I was reading Doc, who was explaining why she has been going outside for a smoke rather than blogging, as a way of keeping herself sane with three children at home. "You're invoking the Sanity Clause? " I thought. "But there ain't no Sanity Claus."
Imagine my startled brain a few minutes ago when sitting down with lunch and the papers, I read Ken Russell's column. He quoted the very same line.
Yesterday, I got a strong urge to listen to Pearl Jam. When I read Badgerdaddy, while the CD was still playing, he was reminiscing about their concert which he went to a few weeks ago.
I'd say I feel like Cassandra, but she was a prophet of doom and I only have happy thoughts. I know it's all well within the bounds of likelihood really, but it does feel spooky.
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can I have some of your happy thoughts - my thoughts are all tinged with an air of frustrated resignation that my job will always be crap....
I will put all my positive thoughts towards your interview going well next Tuesday. When a job has become crap it's hard to keep your spirits up.
This is how Witchiness starts.
When it happens every day at least once, you'll know you can become 'Z-Witch' ;)
We've left comments on each other's posts at the same time once in a while, haven't we, BW?
That was just me spelling with your mind z ;)
You'll make quite a good Witch I think :)
It'll all be credit to you, BW!
Uncanny, huh? Try making a prediction about the US' future in Iraq, and poof! All oracle instincts will appear rather.. rusted ;-)
Happy thoughts are a good thing.
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