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.
Mal: So we run. Nandi: I understand, Captain Reynolds. You have your people to think of, same as me. And this ain't your fight. Mal: Don't believe you do understand, Nandi. I said 'we run'. We.
'Heart Of Gold'
ita's thread
A place where we can talk about ita, miss ita, and share information about memorials. The hugging started over here in Natter.
Steph L. - Jan 16, 2015 5:07:51 pm PST #770 of 3156
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
beekaytee - Jan 16, 2015 5:09:50 pm PST #771 of 3156
Compassionately intolerant
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.
sarameg - Jan 16, 2015 5:10:53 pm PST #772 of 3156
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.
Steph L. - Jan 16, 2015 5:14:02 pm PST #773 of 3156
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
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.
sarameg - Jan 16, 2015 5:15:44 pm PST #774 of 3156
I was referring to my dream, sorry.
sj - Jan 16, 2015 5:23:46 pm PST #775 of 3156
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
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".
Steph L. - Jan 16, 2015 5:24:26 pm PST #776 of 3156
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Ooops. I misread you (is that egotistical of me? I feel like it is). No big.
bon bon - Jan 16, 2015 5:26:17 pm PST #777 of 3156
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
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.
sarameg - Jan 16, 2015 5:28:10 pm PST #778 of 3156
I wish I could be there, Bon.
Steph, all good.
Glamcookie - Jan 16, 2015 5:29:46 pm PST #779 of 3156
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Whereabouts are you, bon? I'm in the Valley and we are moving next week, but if you're close, I'd love to stop in.