Three. THREE! Absolute garbage readings for my birthday. Fuck me.
Shit Reading #1
Format: Last year, let go of this, gift, embrace this, next year
Last year was NOT one of joy and abundance—wtaf?? Back to back vestibular crash-outs, political chaos dismantling democratic checks and balances, ice invasion.
And I’m supposed to let go of emotional stability??
The GIFT of this upcoming year is exhaustion and giving up. Perfect!
I get to look forward to embracing charity I guess.
Lastly, this upcoming year will be full of mediocrity and lack of planning. SUPER.
Shit Reading #2
Format: Last year, let go of this, gift, embrace this, next year.
Last year actually was a struggle, low energy, emotional.
I’m supposed to release my vestibular recovery. I’d prefer NOT to.
My gift is routine and productivity. Work. Is my gift.
I should embrace solitude and missing out on the fun. Yay, so glad.
I get to look forward to worry, stress, sleepless nights this year. Can’t wait.
Shit Reading #3
Format: none.
Overwhelmed by choices, indecision.
Change of fortune for the worse.
Swings of extremes, tempers.
Restlessness, burnout, stagnation.
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