Shit.Just.Got.Real.

Universe, you’ve pulled it off. She’s coming, she’s coming, she’s coming.

Today must feature in the “hall of fame” for all time favourite and world changing days of my entire life. Once again, I stretch the “day” by using time zones to my advantage. Expanding or contracting a day by six hours either end works well to compartmentalize a day to include the things of interest. I said yesterday that I had turned my back on the universe because I was sad but also, I had a sneaking suspicion she had a surprise in store for me.

Shit.Just.Got.Real. She’s coming.

Sunday was a good day, I drifted my way into the morning. A little hungover to be honest, I’d finished Saturday off playing music a little too loud and drinking a little too much. Anyone would think I was celebrating. Did I mention, someone is coming…..

I did a little daydreaming and drifted off to sleep again, several times, each time my subconscious dealing with something related to the universal change coming. Work dreams, musical dreams, sexy dreams, dreams that made me wake up with “Oh.. Ohhh.. Well that’s new…”. Reality changing dreams.

If I use the timezones to my advantage and start early and end late, we made love (of sorts) at least three times. This is (as is becoming a theme) a good minimum.

I had parenting wins, doting son wins, family wins, I saw most of my immediate family and I spoke to them with smiles and hugs, I fixed bicycle punctures and walked with my daughter and talked about her exams, I hugged my mum and told my sister that she shouldn’t live her life miserable. The day was blessed, amazing, uncontested best fucking day so far. Everything seemed to fall into place, all the universal superpowers I’ve been going on about basically played together like a symphony of coincidence, good luck and, lets face it, love. I’ve once again felt so many emotions in a single day (18 – 32 hours depending how you play the timezones) that my head, heart and body is spinning. If I told you about the grocery store, you’d blush but I’m still walking on air to be honest. That place will never be the same again (I’m grinning just writing these words)

I’m humbled, floating on clouds, I can do anything, I’m not worthy, I’m a super hero, I’m petrified, I am going to change the world. Shit, I can’t conceive the next chapter. I’m grinning inside and out.

Baby, thank you. I am lost for words today. Chairs play a special part of my life now, as do grocery checkouts. You consistently bring out the best, worst, craziest, naughtiest in me. You complete me. Too much?

Universe. I can’t believe this is happening, this chapter in the world (universe) is surreal, life changing, incredible. Thank you.