May. 22nd, 2009

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I like astrology. I think it's fun and I don't take it seriously, but
it always shocks me when someone else who knows way more about it than
I do can tell me what i was going through a year ago or so, without
knowing my past.

A guy at my shop is big into astrology. He looked at my chart and
immediately said "So, 2007 and 2008 were really bad for you. Is that
why you moved to Seattle?" I said yes. he then said "Ok, it was a bad
breakup, huh?" I said yes. I gave him the info i have on my ex's birth
and such.

He then said "It's too bad. You have so much to give, your heart is so
large, if he'd stuck around, he'd have know just how deep and powerful
your heart is and how much you'd give to him over and over. It's his
loss. Seriously."

I had to wipe away tears. It was nice to hear someone that someone saw
that, even if it was from a bunch of lines and graphs.
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I live in the most beautiful city in the world.

I'm absolutely in love with Seattle.
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Standing firm on this stony ground
The wind blows hard
Pulls these clothes around
I harbour all the same worries as most
The temptations to leave or to give up the ghost
I wrestle with an outlook on life
That shifts between darkness and shadowy light
I struggle with words for fear that they'll hear
But Orpheus sleeps on his back still dead to the world
Sunlight falls, my wings open wide
There's a beauty here I cannot deny
And bottles that tumble and crash on the stairs
Are just so many people I knew never cared
Down below on the wreck of the ship
Are a stronghold of pleasures I couldn't regret
But the baggage is swallowed up by the tide
As Orpheus keeps to his promise and stays by my side
Tell me, I've still a lot to learn
Understand, these fires never stop
Believe me, when this joke is tired of laughing
I will hear the promise of my Orpheus sing
Sleepers sleep as we row the boat
Just you the weather and I gave up hope
But all of the hurdles that fell in our laps
Were fuel for the fire and straw for our backs
Still the voices have stories to tell
Of the power struggles in heaven and hell
But we feel secure against such mighty dreams
As Orpheus sings of the promise tomorrow may bring
Tell me, I've still a lot to learn
Understand, these fires never stop
Please believe, when this joke is tired of laughing
I will hear the promise of my Orpheus sing

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