Desperate Times Call For Desperate Measures

Today was interesting.  I’m not what you’d call a Christian, although sometimes I believe in God.  My parents are hard-core Catholics and they’ve had all their Catholic friends praying for me through this huge depression and round of ECT.  Some of their friends offered to have us over for a prayer session and to lay hands on me.  My feeling was, what the fuck!  It can’t hurt and maybe it will help!  So today we drove up to Fort Collins and participated in the little prayer/healing ceremony.  I was so overwhelmed by all of the energy there and I was REALLY uncomfortable being the center of attention, but somehow I managed not to jump out of my skin and I just tried to accept and absorb all of the healing energy in the room.  Aside from my high anxiety, it was a really special, kind and loving experience.  I don’t feel any different but I’m open to any healing vibes that are out there.

Tonight I went with my friend Crispy Fries to see the movie Nebraska.  It was pretty good.  Bruce Dern was outstanding, and Will Forte was a pleasure to look at.  What a babe!

My depression must be improving if I have any hint of sexual attraction.  Of course you know that I had a whopper of an attraction to Dr. Sweetie, and now with Will Forte, I just about flung myself at the movie screen.  Maybe someday I’ll focus my attraction on someone who feels the same way about me.  That would be nice to get back into the dating game.  Being an island gets old :).

Well my early morning wake-up is catching up with me, I think I will hop into my bed sweet bed.  Doesn’t it feel GREAT to get into bed at the end of the day?  I love it 🙂 🙂 :).  Nighty-night!!

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