Earlier today, I went down the hall to the restroom. I was kind of scooting along, not paying attention. When I got into the stall, my hanging headphones clanked up against the metal dispenser. I had built-up static and I created a shock going through the headphones up to my ears, which was where the buds were. Afterwards, I was thinking of static and I suddenly had a vision of me rubbing balloons against carpet and sticking them to the wall. I think that I did that when I was about 5 and my sisters and I had gone to my father’s for the weekend. Interesting that I thought of that. I rarely remember all of the parts of that trip. The pictures that he took of us were about the most that I usually remember. Lisa didn’t remember them at all when Gwen gave her a copy of them. When I she brought them to Thanksgiving dinner a few years ago, she was surprised that I remembered them. My mother was very surprised about them, since she knew nothing of them as well. So of course, that became a Xmas present to her that year lol.
Thanks ….
'We are all here to do what we are all here to do. I'm interested in ... the future ... and the only way to get there is together.' - The Oracle, Matrix Reloaded
