{"id":703,"date":"2018-04-04T06:01:59","date_gmt":"2018-04-04T11:01:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/journey.jayctheriot.com\/?p=703"},"modified":"2018-04-04T06:01:59","modified_gmt":"2018-04-04T11:01:59","slug":"weird-mood-this-morning","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jayscafe.net\/?p=703","title":{"rendered":"Weird Mood This Morning"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I think that I&#8217;ve had all I can stand. \u00a0My brain is kind of &#8220;giggly.&#8221; \u00a0It&#8217;s like I have an extreme case of IDGAF &#8212; that&#8217;s I Don&#8217;t Give a Flip for our young ears.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m not sure of the reason, or if there is even a singular reason. \u00a0These are a few things crossing my mind as I sit here and feel my extremities twitch.<\/p>\n<ol>\n<li>Twitching, is funny. \u00a0I mean, I could see if I could get licensed as a massager. \u00a0Not by the Louisiana Board of Cosmetology, but by UL. I could be a full-body massager. \u00a0All you would have to do is lay next to me and the twitches and vibrations would do the res.<\/li>\n<li>The sounds of the storm are beautiful. \u00a0What? \u00a0I like storms? \u00a0Yes, I do. \u00a0I think they are an embodiment of what Mother Natures power is. \u00a0And, all of this power abides by the laws of Mathematics and I&#8217;m a mathematician&#8230;.. So, I see eye-to-eye with Mother Nature. \u00a0Yes, I know she is a conceptual deity, but isn&#8217;t mathematics? \u00a0Sort of?<\/li>\n<li>I will likely never work again, and thus, can never be fired. \u00a0Think on that a minute&#8230;.<\/li>\n<li>I have very few physical visitors. \u00a0I mean like really, who wants to see an old guy that twitches anyway?<\/li>\n<li>My online presence is bigger than my physical presence. \u00a0I can name the people in reality that I talk to on my fingers. \u00a0I don&#8217;t need my feed to help count. \u00a0Online, I have a cast of thousands. \u00a0They don&#8217;t always talk back. \u00a0But, if you saw me in person, you know I ramble. \u00a0So, one way communication between me and a cast of thousands is probably good. My hands give out and it gives people a chance to respond, if they so feel inclined.<\/li>\n<li>I&#8217;m ignored by most of the people that should care about me. \u00a0Or if the don&#8217;t ignore me, they avoid me. \u00a0Not much difference. \u00a0The end result is the same. \u00a0The phone doesn&#8217;t ring, nor does the door bell.<\/li>\n<li>Church and hurricane tracking are all I have that keeps me going. \u00a0My oldest is moving to another state in a few years, my youngest will undoubtedly do the same. \u00a0My middle child rightfully despises me. \u00a0My wife doesn&#8217;t know what to do with me. \u00a0That leaves Internet communications to keep me going. \u00a0Eventually, I will be pigeon-holed in a long-term care facility. \u00a0I need to work on my thoughts on that. \u00a0Right now it seems like a prison.<\/li>\n<li>My most common visitors are a pair of cardinals, a blue jay, a team of sparrows and some squirrels that are too fast for me to capture on digital film.<\/li>\n<li>I have a progressive neuro-muscular disease with an unknown origin and an unknow rate of progression. \u00a0It affects my entire being &#8212; that is the embarassing parts too that I very rarely delve into on this blog. \u00a0It seems that even I have limits. \u00a0Post-mortom, you will get the full version from my paper-journals that I keep.<\/li>\n<li>I really like the feel of a good keyboard and the feel of a good pen on good paper. \u00a0I don&#8217;t know which I like better. \u00a0So, I do both. \u00a0I even ramble when I type.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>I think all of this goes on in my head, circling and making me dizzy, and stupid. \u00a0I consider myself weird, and proud of it.<\/p>\n<p>It would seem I would be depressed. \u00a0I think I&#8217;ve got an excess of depressive thoughts and that makes me happy.<\/p>\n<p>Life is too much to think about. \u00a0So, the comedy must slip in. \u00a0I think I feel the morning meds kick in. \u00a0It has been about an hour and I feel my muscles start to relax and I feel sleepy.<\/p>\n<p>I wish I could tell really good jokes. \u00a0But, it seems, I don&#8217;t have to. \u00a0This is all a big joke.<\/p>\n<p>In Christ,<\/p>\n<p>Jay C. &#8220;Jazzy_J&#8221; Theriot<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I think that I&#8217;ve had all I can stand. \u00a0My brain is kind of &#8220;giggly.&#8221; \u00a0It&#8217;s like I have an extreme case of IDGAF &#8212; that&#8217;s I Don&#8217;t Give a Flip for our young ears. 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