Deb and i had our tarot cards read the other night... i asked about love specifically. When the reader flipped the DEATH card my heart nearly shattered. Was I destined to live a loveless life??
"Dont be worried" she assured me. "Its not as bad as you may think."
She then went on to explain that she can see I have someone in my past that is not allowing me to move on... and until my feelings for this individual die, i will never really be happy nor will i be able to find love.
Deb agreed. "Its time to get over Ryan" she told me.
I knew she was right. I knew the cards spoke the truth. I was finally ready to forget Ryan.
Today I received an email from my dad reading:
Rae,
Guess who just called? A very strange accented young man from a far away land.
He said that he tried calling you but could not reach you. He wanted to say thanks for the books and he’ll call you tomorrow.
The ole heart throb sounded good yet I couldn’t understand most of what he said.
Cheers
How am I ever going to move on now?
About Me
- allsexandphilosophy
- I am a hopeless romantic disguised as a cynic. I make fun of those in love but wish that someone would love me... Not that i would be able to return that love necessarily. I am convinced that life can work out like the movies and I sometimes make decisions based on what would be the most interesting addition were my life a piece of fictional entertainment. I often tell myself that i am on a quest for a "life less ordinary." I am looking for something different, something new. I have this nasty little habit of over-analyzing ever situation i put myself into. I often wonder if I was born into the wrong soul. I want to be an artist, live like an artist, love like an artist, thrive and yearn and die like an artist but I dont have the talent. Or the courage. Some people think i'm a bitch. I think they just misunderstood. Some people think i am too nice. I think they are too mean. Someday someone will save me from me and will let me save them in return.
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