Sunday, December 13, 2009
It keeps showing up when I'm not even thinking about it now. Library. In books (well obviously) on line, in the paper, in conversation. It's infiltrated its musty pheromones into every breath I take - so where is it? Am I to hold off? Will it round out what's supposed to happen now? I'll keep reading my 7 horoscopes daily (LA Times, Chicago Tribune, Anchorage Daily News, Washington Post, Evening Standard, Fairbanks News Miner, San Francisco Chronicle), and lick my finger and test the wind to see what direction it lies.