A Typical Day in My Chaotic World

Man, today was one of those days where the universe seemed to be in on some cosmic joke that I wasn’t in on. You ever get that feeling? Woke up to the sound of not one, but three of my dogs barking at absolutely nothing—probably a spirit passing by or some shit. Happens a lot around here, and by now, I’ve just accepted that my house is a fucking portal to God knows where.

Anthony was already up, thank God, because I hadn’t slept for shit. Nightmares again. Not the usual stuff either. This one was weird—like, ancient symbols flashing in my mind’s eye, voices speaking in languages I don’t know. I’ll probably end up dissecting that one later in a session with a client who’s into dream interpretation. You know how it is—sometimes the best way to understand your own shit is through someone else’s. Anthony’s been a saint about it, though. He just brewed me some coffee and let me sit in silence for a while. He knows when not to ask questions.

After the caffeine hit, I jumped right into the day. First up was a client from New York. This woman’s been seeing me for years, and she’s convinced her apartment is haunted. I mean, I’ve told her a hundred times that it’s not the apartment—it’s her. Spirits follow her everywhere. She’s a goddamn ghost magnet, and honestly, I’ve never seen anything like it. We did a reading, and sure enough, there’s another entity latched onto her. I had to do some serious energy work to get rid of that one. Fun fact: the more pissed off a spirit is, the harder it is to detach them. This one was fucking furious. Took me nearly an hour, and by the end of it, I was drenched in sweat. But hey, that’s what she pays me for, right?

Then there was this other client, one of those who thinks they know more than I do. You know the type—always questioning every little thing I say, like they’re testing me. Look, I get it, skepticism is healthy, but don’t waste my time if you’re not gonna listen. We ended up talking about his love life, which, surprise surprise, is a total shitshow. I could see exactly why his relationships keep falling apart, but I let him figure it out on his own. Sometimes people just need to hear themselves say it out loud to realize how fucked up they are.

After that, I had a quick break, which I used to take the dogs for a walk. All eight of them. Yeah, it’s chaotic as hell, but they keep me grounded. There’s something about being out in nature, surrounded by creatures that don’t give a damn about your problems, that really puts things into perspective. Plus, they love it, and honestly, I need the fresh air as much as they do.

The afternoon was spent working on some music. I’ve got this new track I’m working on, and it’s got a darker vibe than usual. I think all the weird energy around me lately is bleeding into my art. Not that I’m complaining—I thrive on that shit. It’s what gives my music its edge, and people seem to love it. But sometimes, it can be draining, especially when I’m already dealing with heavy stuff in my personal life.

Speaking of which, I had another damn argument with my sister. For those of you who’ve read my earlier posts, you know our relationship is a hot mess. I won’t get into the details—if you’re curious, go read the other entry. Let’s just say, some wounds never fully heal, and every time we talk, it’s like ripping the scab off. I’m trying to set boundaries, but she’s like a bull in a china shop, crashing through every wall I put up. It’s exhausting, but I’m not gonna let her bring me down.

By the end of the day, I was completely wiped. Anthony and I just sat on the couch, surrounded by the dogs, and watched some mindless TV. We didn’t even talk much, just enjoyed each other’s company. Sometimes, that’s all you need—a little peace and quiet after a long, chaotic day.

So yeah, that was my day. Nothing too crazy, but enough to keep life interesting. If you’ve been following me for a while, you know that no two days are ever the same in my world. And honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Thanks for tuning in, and I’ll catch you on the next one. Stay weird, stay wild, and for fuck’s sake, take care of yourselves out there.

Demetri

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