heart

I have a confession. I wouldn't describe myself as psychic, but I do occasionally feel what others around me are feeling. More of an empath kind of thing really. Today, there was a great disturbance in the force, as if millions of voices cried out all at once in unspeakable anguish and torment and then suddenly, were silenced. It was the collective simultaneous screams of all the Mets and Boston Red Sox fans at the final out of the World Series. Oh, how it warmed my black heart. GO YANKEES!!!