I think I’m being followed. Not by a person, but by a band. For the past two weeks, no matter where I go, what radio station I have on, what Pandora channel I’m listening to, or what I watch, a Nirvana song comes on. This literally has been a daily occurence for two weeks. I like Nirvana. I REALLY liked Nirvana in my angsty teen years. RIP Kurt!

But man what gives? Is my fellow creative Pisces Kurt Cobain trying to give me a message through his songs? *I had another experience with getting a message from Mr. Cobain, but I will not disclose full details. Get me drunk and I’ll tell you.  (If you see me at Jimi’s house you may wonder why I am unable to look at the Nirvana poster hanging on his wall. For those interested, it is the super creepy one with his head on a shelf by a bunch of vintage doll heads. CREEPY.) And the back story all ties to that. But I digress.*Maybe I’m just supposed to pay attention to that time of my life when Nirvana was a focal point. Maybe I’m just noticing the massive influx of Nirvana blasting in my life recently because I miss being a teenager, albeit, an angsty one. Maybe I need to jam out to some Nirvana Unplugged, light some incense, tear my jeans, spider mosh around and buy a flannel. I may just do this.

Who knows. All I know is I’m being followed and it’s not a bad thing. I suppose there are worse things. I could be followed by Dave Matthews….