The little birdy woke me this afternoon from my nap with a sweet sensual song about a woman in her late ‘30s named Mary Bethellen. He is adamant that I’m going to meet this woman through Brian Schnabel’s Head Space or that she will at least be visiting here, “If nothing else!”
Why he would think that is beyond me, but the little birdy tends to come out with all kinds of crazy ideas. It would seem, too, that he thinks she’s connected with Annapolis Recreation and Parks, which she’s either visited or affiliated with in some other way. The feathery git wouldn’t give me a straight answer on that, “As usual!”
He’s often like this and it’s quite annoying. But, even his most cryptic musical performances have proven to be somewhat accurate from time to time. Never always spot on. But he’s been known to provide information that’s about 85 percent accurate, “On occasion!”
So… Yeah… While I’m not going to hold my breath about this latest prediction even coming close to partially manifesting, I will file the little birdy’s latest divination in the back of my mind as a possibility. Why? Because despite all his flawed speculation as to how my life is going to go, you just never know when he’s going to hit one out of the park, “Again!”