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.
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....
ReplyDeleteI 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.
ReplyDeleteThis is how Witchiness starts.
ReplyDeleteWhen 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?
ReplyDeleteThat was just me spelling with your mind z ;)
ReplyDeleteYou'll make quite a good Witch I think :)
It'll all be credit to you, BW!
ReplyDeleteUncanny, huh? Try making a prediction about the US' future in Iraq, and poof! All oracle instincts will appear rather.. rusted ;-)
ReplyDeleteHappy thoughts are a good thing.
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