I’m stuck again.Not sick, not tired, just going backwards in my mind.
A psychic practitioner stopped me at the end of a party yesterday, and told me I was about to have a detour.
I don’t quite remember the exact words she used, but it was something along the lines of “Right now you’re going down the 405, and you’re about to take a detour, and then you’ll have to decide what you want to do with your life.”
And then she disappeared.
So one part of me sees only possibilities in that scenario – Wow, choices, new things, new roads, new…. And then another part – Gremlin Voice soaked for sure – screams Other shoe dropping!