I have been so sore lately from all the bending and using of my muscles in my self defense class. I literally just pushed things into my closet with my feet on Monday night. I had gotten better by Wednesday, and today i only have to hold my stomach when i cough. I am a wonderful thing of pain. Aren't I great?
Recently an old friend of the family's daughter went into the hospital cause she wasn't feeling good. Within a weekend she died of Lukemia. This got to me badly for some odd reason. Like, for example, I haven't been able to sleep right since finding out. I keep having weird dreams about me dying and my flesh rotting off. Maybe it was because she was in her late twenties and early thirties. I guess I am afraid I am going to die soon. About three beings died around me this month. My aunt's aunt, the same aunt's cat, and then the daughters of the Eckharts.
I am excited about Saturday though...yay....<3...love you devi!