You will hit a run of good fortune.
Let's hope I don't hurt it when I hit it. Because that would be the worst, wouldn't it? Hitting a run of good fortune, but hitting it SO hard that it is no longer recognizable as good fortune but is instead a twisted, broken, bleeding mess that needs immediate medical attention.
Really, I've been experiencing nothing but good fortune for months now. Is there more? Or is this horoscope late?
Even if you've never believed in fate, you're about to become aware of its existence. Circumstances that are supposedly beyond your control will put you in touch with someone you wouldn't have met if you hadn't been diverted -- so don't be mad if you lock the keys in the car.
Well, doesn't this sound promising? And it plays quite nicely with the "good fortune" from the other 'scope. And I do love it when I meet people I never expected to meet. It makes life so much more interesting.
OK, what does "good fortune" mean? Because, yes, the dress that my "sister" from the play I'm in put on hold for me did fit me and is perfect for the part; but I'm not sure I normally would have considered that "good fortune." Now I'm wondering if I should. I certainly wouldn't have found that dress on my own. Am I supposed to be counting all the little things for this run of good fortune? What about the fact that my daughter is mad at me because I don't let her do all the things her friends supposedly get to do? Is that BAD fortune? Or is that just part of being a parent and doesn't count either way?
I need a referee. Or an umpire. That's it; I need an umpire to call these plays. I need a Horoscope Umpire for a definitive ruling.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Good fortune...and stuff 8
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