Whatever it is, I don't like it

Are the planets in some weird alignment? Has some bizarre allergen been released into the atmosphere? Are the tectonic plates shifting? Is sun spot activity up? Is it global warming? Everybody I know is affected by some weirdness. I've had this 'can't get my head out of my butt thing' happening. I know that other bloggers are experiencing something similar. I walk into my office and the first thing my boss says is get out the rosary and holy water, and little Protestant me has both in my purse. Don't ask me why. I'm not sure I know, and I don't remember putting them there. The calmest, sweetest people I know are snappy, and the usual terrors have turned moony and sentimental.

I think a bonfire is in order. My candles just aren't cutting it for me. I need real flames (carefully attended of course). It's time to get out the mud boots, reacquaint myself with the passenger seat of the truck, head out to the farm and get a good sized fire going, lie on a blanket and look up at the stars. The night air is soft and cool, and yesterday's storm blew away the clouds until tomorrow. I want to search for constellations and recall old myths. I want to put a flashlight under my chin and tell ghost stories. I want to find out just what is growing that has turned the fields a lovely, deep purple. I want to howl at the moon until I laugh or cry. Since the husband is already snoozing, and I can't drive the stick shift truck, it's another evening of searching for the book that will transport me and savoring Hugh Laurie in House. He is something else, but howling at the moon would be even better.

It could be that weirdness is all around me or maybe I've had so much normal that everything seems odd. I just know it's time to make things different.

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