Our last full day here. Mother and I went around to the last few places we wanted to hit store wise, but it was a Sunday, in a small town, and obviously nothing was open. So we were going to head down to the beach, but then Mom got a call, from this psychic medium lady we had met at the farmer’s market the day before, she said she had time to meet with my mom in a couple of hours, so we couldn’t go to the beach because of the travel time by the time we got there we would have to drive straight back. So we just passed the time trying to find open stores, and then we headed over to her “office” ( which was really her house). We even had to wait when we got there, because she was eating dinner = P. I’m not going to write the details of it, because it was long, we were only supposed to be there for an hour, but we were there for two and a half, my mom was the supposed to be the only one she worked with, but she read me too. She says she connects to spirits, and called them, a message to my mother from her father, told me about my spirit animal, my Mayan symbol, all that stuff, all in all it was okay, I wasn’t totally blown away, but she’s the third psychic to tell me I’m an old soul, so I’m kind of interested to find out about some of my past lives.
I look like such a hipster.
I liked the rain.
The road was slick : 3
I just liked this one.
Mom was scared of the tunnel = P
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