Ever since Cora raved about a tarot cards reading she went to, I’ve been playing with the idea of doing one myself too. Just for the heck of it.
But then I realize I probably wouldn’t know how to handle it if they give me bad news, so I figured I’ll stay away.
Besides, I’ve been getting free readings from everyone else I’ve been seeing:
“I think you should stay.”
“You’re gonna get married and have kids!”
“Be very very careful. You’re staying in East London right?”
“Hong Kong is so much better.”
“I think you’re gonna have a great time! London is fabulous!”
“There are a lot of stabbings. The crime rate is high.”
“Remember to invite us to the wedding!”
“Ah, no worries, I’m sure you’ll find something!”
“Too bad you’re going now. With the financial crisis, everyone is unemployed.”
“Yes, it’s an adventure, and I’m very happy for you.”
“Are you gonna be ok?”
I have friends after money. I have friends after a career. I have friends after a family. And as I sit through dinner with these people, we have nothing to say to each other. And some of these people, I don’t care if I ever see again.
I don’t mind if we are not in agreement. But I mind that you try to put me down.
Money Career Family. Money Career Family. Money Career Family.
To me, there is also
Myself. My Hopes And Dreams. Uncertainty. Adventure. Travel. Change. Of Life. Of Pace. Of Environment. Exploration. Discovery. Myself. My Hopes And Dreams.
If anything, I am happy for them. She knows she wants the money. She knows she wants the job. She knows she wants her family.
Perhaps it’s sad. That I don’t know what I want.
But you know what? I see it as an opportunity, and I’m taking it.
(But that doesn’t mean I’m not scared.)