Three

My S.O. says I have been having mood swings.  Okay, so I went off the meds three or four weeks ago.  So what.  So I have been seeing all these messages on cars for about ten days.  So what.  The messages have been there all along and I was ignoring them--because of the meds.  So now there is a clearing in my ears and mind.

First message today:  MHY--My Honey Yolanda.  Here comes Yolanda again.  She must be something significant to someone close to me.  Yo.   Lan.   Da.  And honey?  The first message was My God! Yolanda.  The attitude is changing, calming down and now she's a honey.  Something, sticky, sweet, and made by stinging bugs.

I saw the first message coming home from an errand this morning.  On that same trip I saw DSJ.  DSJ, very interesting.  DiSJoint.  With Thanksgiving coming, I think disjoint is a very logical message.  Disjointed families coming together, maybe to widen the disjunction.  Disjointing of the poor turkey.

And the most interesting sign of the day--FFF.  Today is/was a Martyr Day for me.  Are you asking, what is a martyr day?  It is a special day for a special person--one who is having such a bad day that she/he is feeling like a martyr for the world.  I rarely get to have them because other people around me seem to need them more (only one person within my scannings can be a martyr on any given day). 

            My reasons for my own Martyr Day?  1. The Doc reminded me that I had to take my meds.  2. I was cold since getting up in the wee hours and didn't get warm till midday.  3. I was informed by my pharmacy that the drugs my doctor ordered would cost $340 for a month and a half.  4. I got chocolate on my favorite shirt.  [I'm like the kid who wants to go to Australia to start over, but I'm afraid that if my body went then I would come along too.]  5. The TV was dumb.  6. My book fell apart when I dropped it.  7. The movie I was watching was stupid.  So FFF really is my interesting sign of the day.

A DiSJointed brain

A brain neatly combed and medicated