My Horoscope from Monday
AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18). This may be a strangely emotional day for you. There may be very little difference in the structure of your day from the way it was last week, but you are different, and that's enough to change everything.
I am different. And That's Enough to Change Everything.
I am done with being in a relationship, especially one with Charlie. I am trying to be firm about it.
I am trying to figure out who I am and what I want.
I am trying to be okay with calling it quits. I hate being the bad guy. Especially when he's so heartbroken and feels like we just wasted 4 1/2 years of our lives.
I need to feel what alone means.
What Laura means.
I need to be exuberant, jubilant, single, solo, strong, alone, alive and selfish.
I am doing some of the things I want to do. Interacting with my community, dancing, meeting new people, focusing on food, on sensuality, on abundance, on joy and I hope to focus on spirituality and creativity as I heal. The pain of making peace.
What is it about hand grenades, about seeds and hearts and tickertape?
Lift it up and let it go.
Watch the impact, watch the show.
Hit the ground, hear the sound.
The boom, the bloom.
This mushroom cloud of sound aloud.
Ashes, dust, and bloody wounds.
Leaves, caresses, empty cocoons.
Explosive traces fill the room.
Here's to the beginning of the rest of my life.
-Laura
I am different. And That's Enough to Change Everything.
I am done with being in a relationship, especially one with Charlie. I am trying to be firm about it.
I am trying to figure out who I am and what I want.
I am trying to be okay with calling it quits. I hate being the bad guy. Especially when he's so heartbroken and feels like we just wasted 4 1/2 years of our lives.
I need to feel what alone means.
What Laura means.
I need to be exuberant, jubilant, single, solo, strong, alone, alive and selfish.
I am doing some of the things I want to do. Interacting with my community, dancing, meeting new people, focusing on food, on sensuality, on abundance, on joy and I hope to focus on spirituality and creativity as I heal. The pain of making peace.
What is it about hand grenades, about seeds and hearts and tickertape?
Lift it up and let it go.
Watch the impact, watch the show.
Hit the ground, hear the sound.
The boom, the bloom.
This mushroom cloud of sound aloud.
Ashes, dust, and bloody wounds.
Leaves, caresses, empty cocoons.
Explosive traces fill the room.
Here's to the beginning of the rest of my life.
-Laura