The Day.

 Have you seen last night's post, God's October Landscape?

Today was supposed to be The Day.

The Day that I died and crossed over to the Other Side.

I even had it all planned out.

Except my hubby got the dates wrong when they were all supposed to be out (it's actually next Saturday or Sunday; he's still not sure which one) so it's not cancelled, but post-poned but I'm still disappointed. I was really looking forward to it and I was hoping today I would finally be free. It was exciting to think I could have been reunited with Buddy today. Last night I also felt all restless like I often do before I have a seizure so I was wondering if I was going to have one during my sleep at night but since it happens when I'm asleep I don't know if I did or not. The palms of my hands are itchy too so that either means I'm coming into $$$( ha,ha, yeah, right) or my liver is acting-up again. I also still have the cough so bad I'm actually surprised I'm not coughing up blood, and the other day I saw my first Christmas commercial on TV as well and Christmas is exactly 2 months today!

Shit.

Beja and I actually got to be outside for an hour yesterday and I've seen Buddy's shadowy figure a few times out of the corner of my eye and a couple of days ago I heard my mother's voice again as well and it was muffled like she was in another room and I couldn't hear what she was saying but it was clearly her voice,  and next weekend we switch the clocks back for fall so it will get dark before 5 pm ( now it's 7pm) and Jamaica's getting a baaad hurricane ( not Jamaica! That's my spiritual home!!) and the 31 YR old bathed Beja in some fancy anti-fungal dog shampoo and was again showing-off in front of me how much he loves him instead of me,replacing me, and I told him to get his own dog and leave mine alone and he said that he "initiates" it and I told him, I just saw you calling him!  Ever since he stole him away from me and he ignores me now unless I have food and follows him around I've lost the bond I used to have with him and now I don't feel the same when I pet him,anymore; it almost feels "forced"  and out of "obligation" but the feelings aren't there anymore like they used to be when he loved me before.

Kate learns that the greatest betrayal often comes from the person sleeping beside you.-Sometimes on Quora