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Freaky Horriblescope

 



Today I am thankful for boundaries. 


Virgo Daily Horoscope

October 12, 2020: Lately, you’ve been thinking more often about a significant person from your past. You may have considered reaching out to them but, if you admit it, you’re not only unsure of how to reach them, you’re also a little afraid that they won’t want to reconnect. Try to find them on social media and send a friend request. If they accept, then you can express that you miss them and wanted to see how they are doing. Every adventure requires a first step!

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Yeah - Horrorscopes aren't real, right? 

I don't think I can annoy that poor soul again.  I am trying to make sure there were no deaths due to the wildfires up on the mountains. 

If he's single, that means that the Gods of Love have been ignoring my prayers for thirty-three years.  I'm not sure I'm in any condition to test my faith like that. 


Besides, if I were him, I wouldn't talk to me.  I don't think I am the kind of adventure a man would want. 

If I thought connecting again would end the dreams - it would be worth it just for my own peace of mind. 


Still, that's a selfish reason to destroy another person's peace.  

I have too much respect for this individual to harass him over crap in my head. 

Sigh....maybe this will pass soon.  

I need a hobby. 

Today, I realized that I'm probably having those dreams SO I don't try to get into a serious relationship.  Seriously....I think my subconscious mind is trying to protect me on some very stupid level.  If I cry about one guy in the middle of the night, I seriously have to stay by myself. 

The dreams are insane.  Fortunately, it doesn't appear that anyone has died in a wildfire in recent days. 

Yeah - the dreams are all in my head. 

Whew! 

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Oh, and I shouldn't have even tried to read that book.  It's about twin souls running off from each other. I put all of them in the donation pile and picked up a book on how to play.....um.......fun. 

It's too vanilla. 

Then I went to YouTube trying to find a horoscope for the week of October 12, 2020 that was completely different.  I listened to four or five videos and they all pretty much said the same thing with a twist.    

Should I post links?  I really shouldn't tempt fate.** 

All they did was make me cry and run for the Luther Vandross and Chaka Khan CDs I listen to when I'm reminiscing about impossibilities.  I listen to R&B when I'm thinking about this lost love.  Back in the day, I tried to replace this person with a black 5-string Steinberger.  

I don't think it worked.  

Most of the R&B songs that I listen to on YouTube are a tad bit too spicy for this situation.  The lyrics can be a bit suggestive but at least the bass lines are kickin'. 

I spent most of the day in tears.   

Maybe after thirty-three years I should let myself cry a little.  

Perhaps I was wrong? 

It's too late to know.  I can't fathom why I'm having these dreams now. 

Perhaps I just need to start recording stuff again.  

If I'm busy, maybe, it'll stop.  

Sigh....

Love ya, 

S.  

** This video scares me, made me cry and hurt my heart.  It is a horoscope reading for my sign this week.  I'm not sure I believe in this stuff.  If this contains even an inkling of truth, it's heartbreaking for me.  All I wanted, all of these years was his happiness.  If he's not happy, my sacrifice in '87 wasn't worth it and all those years were wasted. 

This can't be real.  No.....it can't.  



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