Transcendence, I'm telling you. My computer now randomly shuts off when I'm reading this thread.

I wasn't going to mention this, because most of me thinks it's nonsense. But. I know Kristen said the authorities think ita may have died on Saturday sometime.

I woke up around 2 a.m. Saturday (into Sunday) with a blinding headache. Not the kind I normally get. It was so intense I thought for a moment I had a stroke (hey, I was half-asleep). I must have woken Tim up, because he asked what was wrong, and I told him I had a headache so bad I was afraid to move my head. And then I realized that if I could talk I wasn't having a stroke. I got up, took ibuprofen, got a hot beanbag for my head, and it was gone by morning.

Most of me knows it was just a headache. But when I read the news about ita, and the possible timing of her passing, part of me wonders if that was her on the way out.

I know it's ridiculous. But still.

Did it feel like a pinky pressing into your brain?

It felt like Glory sticking both hands into my brain.

It really did scare me for about 2 minutes. I've never had a headache like that, not a migraine, not a hangover from hell, nothing.

It's not ridiculous.

I've had 3 experiences like the one you had in my own life.

No explanation, but not ridiculous.

The day my grandmother died, my father,stepmother and I were in the car driving toward the hospital, roughly 90 minutes away.

I was in the back seat. Suddenly, I felt a 'clunk' in my chest. I must have made a sound. My father looked at me in the rear view mirror and asked, "Is she gone?" When I said yes, he said, "No hurry now" and slowed down.

He checked his watch. You can guess the rest.

I would never have pegged him for believing in such things, but there you have it.

I wish I could see it that way, but I'm not wired that way. It's just my brain being a butthead for me.

I wish I could see it that way, but I'm not wired that way. It's just my brain being a butthead for me.

I mostly don't. The weather was changing, which literally fucks with my head, and I'm prone to headaches anyway. But this one was SO different, so a tiny part of me just wonders.

I was referring to my dream, sorry.

I think I posted about this in Bitches, but this year on NYD (which was my grandmother's birthday) the ceramic Christmas tree that she made randomly started playing music. I was sitting on the couch on the other side of the house, and I had forgotten it was even musical, so it freaked me out. I definitely believe she was saying "hello".

Ooops. I misread you (is that egotistical of me? I feel like it is). No big.

FYI, I've heard indications of interest in having an open house Monday at my place, starting at 1. I will add details later in here/Press/FB, just wanted to let people know that if they would like to talk, meet, hoist a gimlet, please come.