What Can I Tell you?

Cannot tell you what I really don't know. Today has been puzzling and rather long.

I moved some more stuff around the house. Moving stuff around gives me some sort of a release I guess. Today what traveled was the 1980s lighted globe from the family room to the library (where I sleep) and my better guitar, a Martin, moved to the living room and is reclining on the odd little colonial era chaise that nobody ever wants to sit on, probably because it isn't comfortable. The Martin may be comfortable there. At least it has not complained yet.

Oh and I plugged in some plugs into different outlets in the family room and moved an old coca cola crate filled with games from atop the electric heater that looks like an end table to the top of an old open-top smallish chest.

We watched a peculiar Disney film called The Strange Life of Timothy Green (I think) and I unloaded the dishwasher, lured the dog to the library/bedroom with some cheese and worked at Facebook for an hour on my assorted pages - and now here I am.

One of the things that was most fun today happened on my personal Facebook page. A fellow with whom I once spent maybe seven hours talking to at a party here in Castine (nothing more than a very deep conversation about heavy stuff, but quite the connection) about 5 years ago played an April Fools Day prank on me! He fooled me. I was "got}. Funny that he bothered. It was our first communication in years. I was pranked from Sweden where he lives. I have only ever seen him the once! This was interesting to me, and he said he enjoyed what happened today, as had I.

Connections like this help me have faith that there is reincarnation. Otherwise I could not make any sense of our connection. I am pretty sure it was in no way sexual or hopeful of anything sexual. We have a big age difference although he didn't realize it that night of conversation. He was very surprised. I was surprised that he was surprised. Today's prank so many years later surprised me. We are in one another's minds. This fascinates me, but I cannot tell you what I really don't know.

I am sleepy now..

My Swedish friend in a self portrait he did.