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hello world, it's me, Zarozynia...
That last week of eclipse season was lit, yo. I'm only now gaining enough of my brain back to fully process it. For one thing, I was struck with a nasty bout of seasonal migraines that lasted off and on for most of the week. On top of that, we had a new cable company come to do the installation (complete with sounds plus smells), our yearly trip to the vets, and two friend visits that were wonderful but draining.
Oh yeah, and I saw Mr. Kitty on the afternoon before the eclipse. I was outside being a freak, putting Neem on my aphid-ridden Hoya. A super weird time to run into your ex-boyfriend who now (sometimes?) delivers your mail.
I think (but am not sure) that last spring, when I saw him nearly every day in my neighborhood, was right around eclipse season, too. And that's food for thought.
Because I do work under the principle that eclipses really bring things into and out of your life. And I'm still fairly shocked that of all of my exes, Mr. Kitty is the one that I see. Relieved, by the way, as well as shocked (he is by far the sweetest of them), but still.
I realized that I could check via messenger and yep, right in the middle of the last eclipse season. This gives me a lot to think about.