The other side of the looking glass

I am listening to A Saucerful of Secrets by Pink Floyd.  I just got it off Amazon.  It came today. I love it.  I listen to music a lot.  It calms me.  I guess it is because my mind just spins all around when I get nervous.  If my mood goes in any one direction that is not normal then I get a slide show of thoughts in my mind...   Unless I am spooked by something.  If I am afraid - then I get numb and I just get funky.
So if I can find something to do, then it keeps me focused.  I am upset most of the time. Even when I'm happy.  For years things have been wild.  So it is nice to feel comfortable.  I do not feel comfortable.
Anyway,

I do not have a problem with Amazon.  I have shopped there many times over the years. I do not get out much so it helps.... 

They just send it out to your house.  It just works.

I did not get a packaging slip or recite in the package.  I mean I got the emails with all the usual confirmation stuff.  Thats really all you need.  I just keep up and I keep good books.
I was just wondering.
I emailed Amazon.  I think that they are okay by trade.  All is well there.  It is just-
I think that my email was hacked and that someone maybe deleted a certain email that was meant to answer my question.  Cause I did not get one yet.  Does that make me paranoid?
Cause I suffer from paranoia.  

We ate dinner while ago.  My nephews are coming over.  I think I might get them a candy.  I wanted to go for a walk.  

I am happy somewhat.  
I over think everything.  
So everything is normal.

I did go to the bank today. I deposited that silly excuse for a check that came from BullDogger.  Those people are assholes.  

I paid on my storage unit.  One more month at a time.

I got me and dad a drink at that Casey's gas station.

I helped pump his gas.
Nothing happened.

I cannot think of anything to say.

I have been writing again.  Not as much as I should.
I need to finish that.  I am sure if I kept it up, it would not take long.
I just have five other things that I need to get done too.

"Hope is the thing with wings" - Emily Dickinson

I love creatures.