Saturday

So, Shani must have been really pissed off yesterday. It must have sat in one of those diamond shaped boxes on my astrological chart and decided to see how far it could jump to wreck as much as possible in as little time as possible. Not it's fault. I'd probably feel that way too if I had to be part of my chart.

I'm waiting for all of it to hit me. I'm waiting for my little fuzzy wisps of happiness to be whisked away by the looming reality of something that I can't see right now.

I would if I could, I shouldn't and I probably won't be able to even if I tried...