There is a mental state
I strive to achieve a homeostatic state a humming a lull like those alpha wave tapes they sold in the 60's
I need to hear that in my head all day. Instead of the clanging of my thoughts and the clashing of my
wants versus what I should do need to do and the sad, bright violins from "Sunshine" so melancholy
so consistent that remind me how it is not to have anyone understand
That's how I'm feeling today! I AM A SEXY BEAST!!!! HEAR ME ROAR!! (and if you're lucky... maybe even purrrrr)hahahaha!! I woke up knowing that what I put out there is what I get back. And I HATE getting the look like "is that a boy or a girl?" So I will ONLY from now on get the "DAMN BABY" response... because that is what I like! And that's what I've been getting all day. "HEYY wow Victoria" and in my mind I'm like... "that's right... drool... it's better than you could ever imagine!!!!" LMAO! I do feel good. And for once in a long while... I LOOK it.
And I know it.
Date night was last night. My baby got tickets for us to see Raisin in The Sun. And now I know first hand that Soror Phyllicia Rashad EARNED that damned Tony. SHE WAS AMAZING! She was representing for that entire older generation. The ones born in the early 1900's who are now quickly passing. But at the time the book was written and screenplayed... had a good 30 more years left in them. Damn. She was so believeable. Amazing actress. Brava!
And it was super sweet of my angel to think of taking me there, knowing he's not really into theater really. But how can I expect him to NOT be thoughtful. He's always been. And I went to bed floating on clouds thanks to him. So good...
