I get up.
I make coffee.
I read my horoscopes (yes, more than one…cross referencing you know?).
It is silly.
I know this.
If I like what they say, then of course they are brilliant.
If not, then I find an error and disregard.
Recently, I’m not sure what to think…
Yesterday I was told to avoid anything where I would need to focus, or be creative, or communicate clearly.
Today I was told to stay home because in my distracted state I might crash my car.
Who knows what tomorrow will bring.
Maybe I should pick up a pen and write my own damn horoscope while I have my coffee.
I could write yours too.
I will even consult the magic 8 ball app on my phone!
Hmmmm….better check back;)