I Am a Powerful Psychic.

This morning I awoke feeling warm and relaxed. With Julia curled up in my arms, it would be kind of hard to wake up not feeling that way. “Nights with her are priceless!”

We both got down to business early today, Julia heading into town to meet with a few clients at our office building while I jumped up onto Amazon to grab a song I’d dreamed about last week. I have a dream playlist which is comprised of music I hear or sing in dreams. “It’s pretty cool!”

I tend to shy away from words that would describe me as a Clairvoyant or Psychic. But I often have life like visions and dreams that are of a precognitive nature. So… Like it or not I guess, “Psychic, I am.”

Then, I began working on dealing with the potential for post revision buildup in the database for this website. After that… I made an adjustment to a post URL, now having a clear vision of how I should have set it up in the first place.

Julia called me around lunch time to tell me she’d gotten word from one of our Newtonian Gardens neighbors that a workman had struck a gas line on our complex, which is Goldberg Realty owned. They’ve been doing a lot of work on the complex this year which is coming along quite nicely. But it is to be expected since they are going through the every five-year process of recertifying with the Bureau of Housing so they can continue to run the place.

However, Julia tells me that all is well. I know from my own experience too that when something like a gas line is broken the fire department is required to be present until it’s determined that everything is safe. But you know how some people are when they see a fire truck. It’s like, “Oh my God!”

Then I sat down to start recording podcasts. Julia tells me I’m pretty good. She sometimes teases me, suggesting that we should do some porn for the blind recordings, featuring ourselves if I’m not up for going the whole hog and doing video. “Just think of all the unhappy couples out there we could inspire babe,” I often hear her say in rather seductive tones.

Julia came home just as a delivery guy showed up with some stuff she’d ordered from A&G Pizza. “The stromboli really hit the spot this evening!”

After that we just relaxed in the living room, Julia stripping off her close and insisting on listening to my latest and greatest audio productions with headphones on to get the full affect while I gave her a body massage. She fell asleep doing this and after a time, realizing that she was totally out, I gently lifted her off the couch and carried her off to bed. She slightly stirred from sleep just long enough to lightly kiss me and whisper, “Thanks Babe,” before crashing again.

Author: Brian Schnabel

A single Goldberg Realty owned Newtonian Gardens Apartments resident, Self-Publishing Author, cPanel WordPress Web Host and Windows 11 powered computer tech. A musician, sailor, hiker, cycler and… Yes ladies… Some women would say, “Magical, too!”

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