my messy mind

something new has popped up and i’m not sure what to make of it all…. i think it’s from the beast… in some weird, twisted way – i really hope it’s from the beast. i’ve been noticing over the past few weeks that things don’t make sense to me. certain words, and sometimes entire sentences. i hear them… i hear the sound… but it’s like a foreign language… i have no idea what the words mean. and it’s making me crazy. it’s not even that i’m mishearing… you know how sometimes a person will say something to you and you

coach got the call… woot! we will be going for our facetime with the potential jobs in Edinburg…. stress is HIGH… anxiety is HIGH… on the map it doesn’t look to be all that far away… but in reality, it’s about a 7 hour drive from here…. from my kiddo… and about 10 hours from coach’s kiddo… eek! i’m thinkin skype will be getting lots o action while we are living in the deeeep south… and we would be about 1 hour from south padre island (big plus) and about an 30 minutes from border town shopping… i love border

there aren’t any words of wisdom or great insights to the world of neurologic disorders… only that there is some road they call acceptance (i personally haven’t found it yet- i don’t think) that we are supposed to travel. i think the end of that road is a place called “new normal”. there are times when i think i have may found it and turned the right way at that stop sign…but then i find out that, NOPE, not the right road or the right turn… and i turn around and go back… i thought i had visited “new normal”

a literary description of or commentary on a visual work of art   now i don’t how much of a literary description i can give, but commentary i do pretty alright at… Blossom Expectation i like this one… all those pods waiting to bloom… goes back to my thoughts on metamorphosing.. there are times in our lives when we feel as though change is coming… it can be physical or emotional, and it’s coming. sometimes there is great anticipation – other times anxiety and even fear. i can’t remember the last time i felt like a pod ready to bloom

Gotta love it when the bikers park whever they want….including the handicap areas….thats the van accessible area he is in. And he is completely blocking the ramp….inconsiderate jackass! If i am not mistaken, the owner of this bike is an employee at the South Austin Rec Center…. 00