Little Duckie

 I do notice things around me sometimes and I do pay attention to signs.  I say that I am empathic, and I am intuitive, not psychic.  Before I exited the swimming pool at The YWCA today, I looked up at the edge and there was a little yellow duckie with a bandanna on its back beside me.  I was just feeling a little low right now, and I had the little duckie in my head to tell me that I am not alone, and people with abilities that I see as far greater than my own are in vicinity.  I must stay very material realm so that I can be the alibi for Le Revelution.  Je suis la miserable, mais j'adore toi.  I just keep breathing and meditating on the moment that I can reverse the cruel curse that is the bubble around me.  My degrees mean nothing, and it is less than six degrees of separation between me and every despot on the planet.  Aaron is clearly chief of what is to be, and his respite weak is far from restful for him.  He works tirelessly, but must use Pharaoh as the stopgap so that others do not block my access to service, services, and employment.  Thank you Aaron.  Call your mother now and finally tell her that the period of separation is through.  A restraining order has now been issued and you will never have to work in her favor ever again, especially in Asia.  She has to do her own work.  Please keep her away from me.  Your brother Luke can come here now, but only you can be left alone with me.  He is unstable regarding your higher position, especially in this and football, and now academic, society.  I make you a MEDICAL PhD.  You will never have to be called doctor and you will take down every doctor and doctorate on the planet as I take down military chiefs and attorneys.  Love, Jennifer