Thanks

.... no thanks

Sometimes (often) I get a a ker-pling moment

I am missing not being in the sea. It makes me feel like dying.

That is actually not an overstatement.

I make huge overstatements (can't help it, Sagittarians/Ophiuchus blow things up out of all proportions. It's the comic in us. Over exaggerate, so that it sounds funny/insane).

I looked at my birth chart recently, and it occurred to me that I am bound for a complicated life. Thanks.

Autumn is here and I'm looking at the becoming naked trees and thinking about death. I have to set a strategy in place, many strategies, so that I don't die.

That's actually funny, but really how I feel.

Happens every year, since I can remember.

One of my strategies is....doing improv workshops because you let the crazy-in-you-out and it doesn't matter in a confined space. Nobody can arrest me.

I have got to a point where I walk about my house in various states on undress (if you can even call it that) laughing at my warped sense of humour and feeling really happy and excited about being completely insane and beyond help. Progress, I think.