I just turned 40. They say it's the new 30, and I'm banking on it. My birthday is April 4 ... so I turned 40 on 4/4. And apparently the number 8 comes up in my numerology, so I'm all 4s like crazy. The woman who recently read my tarot cards (and my palm, and seemingly my mind) said that means, unlike most Arians, I crave structure, predictability and organization. This often gets in the way of my creativity and passion. And how.
She also promised, however, that this is the year things will begin to get easier for me ... including the fact that I'm done with picking the same scoundrel/villian boyfriend (her words) over and over again. She says I'll end up with a teacher who loves to read and is very stable, yet energetic. Bring him on, I say. I'm all fours.
Photo by Snado; art by Mr. Biggs.
She also promised, however, that this is the year things will begin to get easier for me ... including the fact that I'm done with picking the same scoundrel/villian boyfriend (her words) over and over again. She says I'll end up with a teacher who loves to read and is very stable, yet energetic. Bring him on, I say. I'm all fours.
Photo by Snado; art by Mr. Biggs.
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