another day

i slept well last night. i had weird dreams this morning that i can't recall now. they were busy dreams. i've had milk and a chocolate chip cookie from Panera bread for breakfast. my husband called at 8am and he's doing okay but he can't remember if he took his blood pressure meds. he was able to wrangle a Xanax yesterday, so he slept well and he was pretty laid back.

i'm listening to an old broadcast from unknowncountry with Ray Fowler, a Ufologist from Massachusetts. i guess he has a new book out. how did i miss that one? my ufo/alien book collection is pretty big and i try to get them as they come out. i have been waiting for Strieber to publish his next book which is supposed to be about the Grays. this show is about Ray's book and synchronicity. i love synchronicities. sometimes they freak me out but most of the time, they "feel" good.

here's a weird one: on July 4th 1997, i ran out of gas coming home from work. this has NEVER happened to me before. Never and hasn't happened again since. this was in RI. i was single at the time and wouldn't meet my husband until 2002. on the very same day in Florida, Mike ran out of gas running from his 7/11 heist. this lead to him going to prison and us getting together. bizarre yet, elegant. was it meant to be?