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2008-02-15 - 9:21 p.m. honestly, really more drama Mexico during my birthday coming up in April. Hooray. Things are much the same, yet much so different. I wish for the different. My mom went to a psychic the other day. The woman didn't need to meet me & the boyfriend, SJP. She knew us. She knew about our breakup. She knew about our communication, how it is different now. And good. And how being apart made it all better. It's all she wanted to talk about with Momz. She said in two years there'd be a baby. Ours. And she'd be the joy of everyone's life. She saw my mom standing at an airport gate, the plane waiting outside. "Grandma where are we going!" and she'd put her hands over mouth. Dark brown ringlets & blue eyes predicted by the psychic talking to my blonde-haired, stick-straight-haired Mom. And SJP would have a unique bond with the girl before she was born. She will be the light of everyone's life. She will be here within two years. Mom says no, we only have kittens or puppies. We don't want babies. Oh yes, the psychic says, she will be a force to bring everyone together. I don't want to have kids, you know this. But I couldn't help but feel an unusual, creepy feeling when she said this. And maybe, OK? She said we were soul mates. We have our own way of communicating. And this girl, whose name apparently will be totally unique, a combo of both our names maybe even, will be a new start for everyone. "Grandma, Grandma, airplane!" Ringlets, dark brown & a trip somewhere unknown. I have to put this down. Down on the kimputer. Just in case. Who knows anymore. The weekend brings thritfting & a SJP's band out. And quiet. Please Mexico, hurry. made by: sundaygirl |
