Saturday, June 27, 2009
Got woken up this morning by a parakeet who seemed to have visited the bird feeder to shout up the neighbourhood.
Later on asked Richie about the bird shouting and he said that he had looked at the birds twice and each time the one making all the noise did not seem at all worried by Richie.
He flew off and came back, according to Richie there were two, an older one eating peanuts and a young one who had no clue how to get hold of the peanuts.
Eventually the birds flew off and we both got a bit more sleep, really glad Richie had totally opened the one window.
There was no sign of a breeze woke up because of the shrieking bird and became aware then quite how sweaty and damp I was.
Luckily managed to sleep again, in fact managed to do so twice which is brilliant good luck.
Lay here thinking how strange it was that Michael Jackson was dead, funnily enough as soon as I saw the news that he was rushed to hospital after a heart attack.
Thought right away he may not recover from that, this was because Nick died of a heart attack in hospital, so immediately thought what if.
Just never expected what if to happen right away, was really fast, for a moment felt that maybe I should not have thought he might die.
Obviously did not know that my thoughts were so powerful.
Since I inhaled the thc have felt a lot better, the arm exercises are quite tough these days but well worth doing so are the leg exercises and the leg massage.
All help to relax me and make it easier to cope with the pain.
Wish I could have told MJ that cannabis was much more effective way to cope with pain than the cocktail of opiates he used.
Very sad that he died before he had even done one performance, now no one will have seen him come back again.
Poor Michael and poor us, we lost a fine performer who just wanted to be loved and did not realise that he was loved by so many.