Alive! Wait Where Is My Bag?

I made it alive to D.R. Yay! This really is great news. I survived delays, the flights, the hunger, and my need to sleep. Yet I have one small problem: Richie's and my bags were lost somewhere between Tampa and here. I have one set of clothes, some airplane activities, purse contents, and this laptop. I would have loved to post picture of the wonderful day I have had but, alas, my camera is MIA in a bag. They should be here tomorrow. This is a very good thing because, nothing is more akward then wearing your boyfriend's mother's clothes.

Airport

I am here at Tampa Airport. I feel surprisingly calm. I have been pushing bad thoughts out of my mind all morning, trying to stay calm as possible. Everything will be fine. I will be fine. By this time tomorrow I will be in the Dominican Republic and everything will be dandy.

Shoe Loving Cat & Reincarnation

Ramona is already a strange cat. She opens doors, swims in toilets, and stands like a meerkat. Yet, I find one thing that makes her even stranger: She loves shoes. She sits in front of the shoe rack and moves them all around. I always thought she just liked playing with them until this afternoon. I took out my new shoes and put in insoles in them and put them inside the box them came in. This crazy cat came out from her hideout under the couch and starts to try to open the box. I have given her old, empty shoe boxes to play with but, even with catnip she looked at me like I was out of my mind. I said nothing but, she soon gave up and right now she is cuddled up to the box of shoes. I could understand if they were leather shoes and smelled nice to a cat but, they are pleather (glorified plastic is a wonderful thing). Last night this was the cat who tried to drag my purse across the house.

These events got me to thinking about reincarnation. Maybe, Ramona was a human woman who loved shoes and fashion in her last life. My vet had estimated Ramona's birthday was between the last two weeks of March and the first two weeks of April 2007. I looked up who died those two weeks and though I found interesting that three female writers died that April 5th, I found no glamor puss. This is when I realized that those who believe in reincarnation believe it happens at the point of conception. It takes cat 63-65 days to carry their kittens to term. This means that Ramona was created in late January or early February and would have a soul from that time frame. Back to Wikipedia I went. In that time span I did find a woman who loved fashion.

Did Anna Nicole Smith reincarnate as Ramona Quimby the Cat? They both came from a poor background and became wealthy (if you think of cat wealth as food, water, indoor living, and toys). Ramona does always looks at the camera and at times even looks to pose for it. I can never get a side view picture of her she always looks even if I have not flashed a picture yet. She also has a impulse control problem at times, running around or as I said before swimming in the toilet. Maybe, when she hides under the couch she is enjoying something she never had in her past life: privacy.

I must say that if Anna Nicole's soul did end up in a calico cat's body it would not be that bad for her. Cats have it easy if they live in a home with free food and nice places to sleep all day. Ramona did respond to "Anna Nicole" but, she also responded to "Garbage Can" and "Bobette" as well. I really do not know if I believe that Anna Nicole is my cat, that is for the cosmos to know. Yet, with all of the famous and talented people who have passed away these past few weeks if reincarnation is really what happens and that a new peaceful life for all might make us feel better about of this natural part of life.

Looking For A Purpose

In ten days I am going to face my fear of airplanes by taking two of them to The Dominican Republic. I am going to visit Richie's family and see where he comes from. I hope to post some of my trip while I am there but, if not I will when I get back.

More important than my trip to D.R. is the trip I must take to find my purpose. In June I lost alot. I lost my job, found out school was a scam, and overall lost my purpose. I had everything lined up and now I have no plans past this trip. I think it will really hit me on August 31st when I wake up at home and find I still do not know where I am going. I just want to wait until my real trip is finished to take this unpleasant trip. I just want to have fun in the moment.