One of the things I have learnt about myself is that I have fantastic intuition… My ‘Spidey senses’… It’s like my mum being able to smell and oncoming rainstorm and me not being about to smell bupkiss..
What i hate about them is the way they make me feel at times. About 10 minutes before I got the call from 2GF about the job – it struck me… and it was a really good feeling, loved it! The morning Dad died I got it, but I didn’t understand the feeling – so i ignored it.
Sometimes I wish I could stop feeling them, for me and also for the people who I feel. Then again, it has saved my bacon on a couple of occasions and has made me think (like it did today) of whether I need to continue on the path I am on or step onto another path… I trust my senses, but my trust in people is waning.
If only people understood that their actions affect others, even if they don’t do something directly at them.
