I do not dwell alone.
Do you believe that there are thing's, creatures, and even people who walk among us that we can't see? I do. I believe in another plain of existence.
Do you believe cat's and dog's can see things we can't. Maybe because their minds are pure it gives them that ability to see it. Who knows, but what I do know is I'm sitting here watching my cat lay on the chair. He isn't sleeping, instead he's looking at the ceiling. Not in one spot either. It's like he's watching something move around. It's strange. He's done it for a while but it used to just be in one of the bedrooms. Now he does it everywhere.
My dog refuses to go in the corner outside my apartment. He never had a problem till one night when he looked up to the apartment above and saw something that literally scared the shit out of him. Literally. Now he's always looking up, and at the ceiling I guess.. But he also appears to be watching something.
Now what do you do? And how would you feel when both your animals are just sitting there. WATCHING the same thing that you can't see... Both their heads moving around in the same pattern. Watching something move around together. At this point you know you're animals aren't crazy. But then it clicks in, maybe it's just me! Am I crazy? No. I can't be. Something lives here. And it's no longer just me, Andi, Timmy, Kimmy, and Butters anymore. It's also not David. So whatever it be... I hope it's here in peace.
My alter is being restored to it's once radiant energy. Just a matter of time and devotion to bring it back. I really got out of touch with my spirituality and it's something I'm working on daily to bring back. One needs that moment of meditation. That moment of peace, clarity, serenity, and harmony. One also needs that barrier of protection from all other. One also needs a daily Tarot card. It fucking helps a lot. That's for sure.
I have this dream of moving to Canada. It's more like a desire and things I desire I must have. I'm done being an American. That word no longer means what it used to. It's not easy to move there though. I've looked into it. Man is it a process. But I think with time and some dedication I'll obtain my objective.
Bobby and I. Where do I even begin. He's an emotional mess. He still doesn't know what he wants. What I do know is that it isn't me. In fact I think he knows less about what he wants. He's getting help with his being a drunk problem. I can see in his eyes that he wants to stop.
So, I move on.
I almost can't.
I loved him to much. But he hurt me and with that I don't trust him. He hurt me because he doesn't know what he wants, he gets bored, and he moves on.
He's there if I need him. That's what he said. But I believe that to be a load of shit. I told him the same thing, but I meant it.
We spent so long at the park just talking. It brought a lot of resolution for me, I needed that.
So, Now what
No dating ...All men were created equal in the fact that they are stupid, myself included... So, I guess I'll just spend some years alone.
I'm going to go searching for myself. I think taking the time to find out who I am would be a good idea.
Do you believe cat's and dog's can see things we can't. Maybe because their minds are pure it gives them that ability to see it. Who knows, but what I do know is I'm sitting here watching my cat lay on the chair. He isn't sleeping, instead he's looking at the ceiling. Not in one spot either. It's like he's watching something move around. It's strange. He's done it for a while but it used to just be in one of the bedrooms. Now he does it everywhere.
My dog refuses to go in the corner outside my apartment. He never had a problem till one night when he looked up to the apartment above and saw something that literally scared the shit out of him. Literally. Now he's always looking up, and at the ceiling I guess.. But he also appears to be watching something.
Now what do you do? And how would you feel when both your animals are just sitting there. WATCHING the same thing that you can't see... Both their heads moving around in the same pattern. Watching something move around together. At this point you know you're animals aren't crazy. But then it clicks in, maybe it's just me! Am I crazy? No. I can't be. Something lives here. And it's no longer just me, Andi, Timmy, Kimmy, and Butters anymore. It's also not David. So whatever it be... I hope it's here in peace.
My alter is being restored to it's once radiant energy. Just a matter of time and devotion to bring it back. I really got out of touch with my spirituality and it's something I'm working on daily to bring back. One needs that moment of meditation. That moment of peace, clarity, serenity, and harmony. One also needs that barrier of protection from all other. One also needs a daily Tarot card. It fucking helps a lot. That's for sure.
I have this dream of moving to Canada. It's more like a desire and things I desire I must have. I'm done being an American. That word no longer means what it used to. It's not easy to move there though. I've looked into it. Man is it a process. But I think with time and some dedication I'll obtain my objective.
Bobby and I. Where do I even begin. He's an emotional mess. He still doesn't know what he wants. What I do know is that it isn't me. In fact I think he knows less about what he wants. He's getting help with his being a drunk problem. I can see in his eyes that he wants to stop.
So, I move on.
I almost can't.
I loved him to much. But he hurt me and with that I don't trust him. He hurt me because he doesn't know what he wants, he gets bored, and he moves on.
He's there if I need him. That's what he said. But I believe that to be a load of shit. I told him the same thing, but I meant it.
We spent so long at the park just talking. It brought a lot of resolution for me, I needed that.
So, Now what
No dating ...All men were created equal in the fact that they are stupid, myself included... So, I guess I'll just spend some years alone.
I'm going to go searching for myself. I think taking the time to find out who I am would be a good idea.