Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Spidey is frozen in his 'alert' mode, suction cups at the ready...
today is quite a bleak day weather wise, and at the end of yoga I was crying. luckily for me and my privacy issues, everyone had their eyes closed so I may have gotten away with it. Its a crap day and I have a headache. suction cups at the ready. . . I would like someone to remove my frontal lobe. I've been having these weird swings of anxiety in which I see something horrible happening to one of my kids or my husband... and I'm awake, daydreaming- so I am aware of choice and mindfulness being turned off because these things are allowed into my day visions. I'm not worried that I am suddenly psychic, I'm just not feeling mindful and therefore out of my body and elsewhere. like those beige pants up there, i'm starchly polyester. maybe that was my stripper name, Starchly Polyester. seems fitting, in a nonfitting way.
(addendum: full moon and ovulation make her INSANE.)