I Wonder Why The Wonder Falls On Me.
I might be going crazy. Nah, it's probably my Jesus complex. I do believe I have that....but then I might be one of those hypochondriacs. Ugh.
Okay, so we're back on Bus Stop guy. He wore glasses Monday and that totally got my attention. Damn he's so gorgeous. I wanted to make out with him right then and there. He's reading a new book again. I believe the title is Cracked, but it's not a novel. I also had a book with me, and before he showed up I started reading. Of course it was part of my plan, but I also did want to read.
He noticed. :) That made me smile on the inside. Then the bus arrived and everyone rushed to be first in line. He ended up behind me, standing there, staring down at my book. I had closed it, purposely showing the cover. I wanted him to see it, and he was looking. I could tell. He was being reflected in the window on the door of the bus. Haha.
And so follows my plan. Wait a few days. Most likely until tomorrow. I'll show up again, reading, but not the same book I was reading. A new one. I'll be reading the first book I saw him with. Hopefully, HOPEFULLY, it'll entice him to say something, to speak to me. And then we can go from there. Yes, I am truly this pathetic.
So I've been feeling like the world, the universe, life, god, WHATEVER, is trying to contact me. To get my attention and speak to me. This has been going on for a bit, not too long, a few months perhaps. The pressure on my third eye has also made me suspicious. It has to mean something. I've learned enough that in my life, nothing is random and meaningless. Sometimes even the smallest things can become catalysts for big events. So I try to pay attention as much as I can.
I'm starting to get small messages, either through songs that'll suddenly play....or a sign I'll randomly read. It's interesting, except that the messages are unclear still. Oh, well. Maybe more meditating will help with that.
I have class tonight. My last two classes have been great. My teacher wants me to read her Tarot for her and she'll do the same for me. It's so cool to be around people that are like me in many ways. It's so much fun. And I'll be sure to show her my new Gay Tarot deck. It's fucking awesome.
Anyway, I have homework to do so I'm gonna go.
Okay, so we're back on Bus Stop guy. He wore glasses Monday and that totally got my attention. Damn he's so gorgeous. I wanted to make out with him right then and there. He's reading a new book again. I believe the title is Cracked, but it's not a novel. I also had a book with me, and before he showed up I started reading. Of course it was part of my plan, but I also did want to read.
He noticed. :) That made me smile on the inside. Then the bus arrived and everyone rushed to be first in line. He ended up behind me, standing there, staring down at my book. I had closed it, purposely showing the cover. I wanted him to see it, and he was looking. I could tell. He was being reflected in the window on the door of the bus. Haha.
And so follows my plan. Wait a few days. Most likely until tomorrow. I'll show up again, reading, but not the same book I was reading. A new one. I'll be reading the first book I saw him with. Hopefully, HOPEFULLY, it'll entice him to say something, to speak to me. And then we can go from there. Yes, I am truly this pathetic.
So I've been feeling like the world, the universe, life, god, WHATEVER, is trying to contact me. To get my attention and speak to me. This has been going on for a bit, not too long, a few months perhaps. The pressure on my third eye has also made me suspicious. It has to mean something. I've learned enough that in my life, nothing is random and meaningless. Sometimes even the smallest things can become catalysts for big events. So I try to pay attention as much as I can.
I'm starting to get small messages, either through songs that'll suddenly play....or a sign I'll randomly read. It's interesting, except that the messages are unclear still. Oh, well. Maybe more meditating will help with that.
I have class tonight. My last two classes have been great. My teacher wants me to read her Tarot for her and she'll do the same for me. It's so cool to be around people that are like me in many ways. It's so much fun. And I'll be sure to show her my new Gay Tarot deck. It's fucking awesome.
Anyway, I have homework to do so I'm gonna go.
today's thought brought to you by Jair Quijano @ 2:30 PM
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