Today I am in no mood to be messed with. Which is exactly why the universe messes with me today.

Several months prehaps even a year or more ago I read a creepy true story called "The waters turn to blood." It's basically about how contaiminated our nations waterways are and all the nasty junk you can pick up from swimming or wading in them.

Apparently, my subconcious has been manifesting this fear for sometime and chose today to whip out my psycho-trauma. Get this, every time, I mean EVERY TIME I've been in close proximity to water a very small muscle in my calf vibrates and feels like a snake crawling under my skin......which is exactly what the previously mentioned book recalled as a symptom. It dosen't matter the volume of water - it happended when I stood next to the creek, when I took a sip of water from my nalgene bottle and when my child put freshly washed hands on my back.

No worries though, it seems to have subsided.... until next time when the symptoms escalate and I grow a mutant head or lose mental abilities...hummm, maybe that's already begun.