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Today I am thankful for deadlines.

I have one now.  I have a date where I can possibly move forward. 

It is March 15, 2013. 

Wish me luck. 

Love ya,

S. 

P.S.  I believe that we attract the people into our lives we need to teach us lessons.  A man asked me today to hypnotize him into becoming a more loving person.

The way it works is that you relax someone and let them talk it out to the point of convincing themselves what they need to hear.  He needed to remind himself that love will move mountains and will find a way if it is meant to be.  His subconscious mind was somewhat poetic and beautiful.

It struck me not to push and just trust that things will work out.  I promise to stop worrying and just start living again.

Things may be going better than expected because there were two telephone calls on the answering machine.  It was a woman who never gave her name.  She asked for the man in the basement by name and wondered aloud why he wasn't picking up.  Somehow, she knew he was at the house.

She had a sultry singsong type of voice.

Maybe he's moving on.....

P.S. S.  Writing about love and moving on.  I have an admission of sorts.

I'm not sure I believe in all that witchcraft mumble jumbo I posted before.

I lit a red candle last night.  I only wrote on it....True Love.

Okay...do you know what happened this morning?

Do you want to know?

You don't. 

Really? 

Okay....

Three years ago, a politician made friends with me online.  He's from the east coast, if you catch my drift. 

I made the mistake of letting him call me. 

He wanted phone sex. 

So....with my estranged spouse in the same room, I hypnotized him. 

It was along the lines of ....

"you do...want you want to do....

you feel...all those things you want to feel". 

It was the most unsexy thing I could imagine. 

Seriously.....

It was vague and unsexy. 

I don't even remember him making a sound. 

I figured that I didn't do it for him. 

That was exactly the reaction I was going for.

I never answered the phone when he called again.

Never.....

and not because he's a statist. 

Guess who contacted me this morning? 

Oh, heck nooooooo!!!!! 

At least my in-laws have a couple of fun things to put in their gossip socks and shove. 

Maybe it is not love I fear....maybe it is what my negative energy is attracting my way. 

I'm going to go off and hide in a corner now. 

I don't know if I should laugh -or- cry. 

I truly hope Mercury is retrograde.  That would explain everything.





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