as soon as i walked in the door i got out my box full of postcards that i have received. there was the allen ginsberg postcard. i wrote a message to michael on the back of it. it's not going back in the box.

on the ride home i was listening to bjork (debut). i was thinking about michael and taking in the lyrics as well.

sometimes i think that i am a bit psychic....

last week i am listen to bjork's someday and i think to myself, wow she would be a great mom. so cool right? then a day later i read that she is going to have a baby. i had no idea.

yesterday i received a message that there was bad news. right away i thought, who died. for some reason michael popped into my head. why?

i think i'm psychic.

written at 2:46 a.m.