that last week sighting
Did you guys get to see it? The eclipse. The red moon. The Earth's shadow overtaking the sun's energy.
I really wanted to, but I was so fucking tired. So I fell asleep. Autumn figured she could stay up until 3:00 a.m. by just wishing, but she fell asleep.
Then at 2:58 my cell phone starts dinging. It keeps chiming. It won't fucking stop, and it wakes us up. It's an old text message, sent from the day before, that says, "I see you."
So we got to see the eclipse, and I think everything worked out just perfectly, though I didn't realize how the message was kind of a knight and kind of creepy until just typing this. Uncanny anyway, since it saw us and helped us see.
I'm feeling better. My stomach is still temperamental but less so now that I'm on much stronger medication. I haven't puked any food since last Thursday, but I still get the nausea. My hemoglobin is up from 4 (dead) to 10 (sleepy living). It's suppose to be at least 14, but six fucking points in two and a half weeks? Someone give my blood a fucking award. All of those cellular troops doing their thing like that, pumping and working and fighting and reproducing and being all oxygenated and shit. It's so cute if you think about it.
Or maybe it isn't. I'm just needing fluff in my life. I need pure happiness. Pure positivity. Pure love.
It's all out there, and one of these days, they're all going to come out from hiding...at the exact same time.
And it'll be overwhelming.