When I was twenty-five and realizing for the first time that I didn't know everything, I saw a palm reader. It didn't happen on purpose.
It was Valentine's Day and, like most couples, my Valentine and I made a reservation to sit at a fancy restaurant, wear fancy clothes, and pay a fancy price. Couples' buzz permeated an over-capacitated room. At each table sat a pair of long gazes, drunk on cheap wine, and sweaty palms that stretched across the table to claimed hands.
This girl has wicked skills, and happens to have touched me today.
I’m told I’m touched in many ways.
You are touched in many ways, my dear, and we accept you exactly as you are.
I visited a plastic gypsy fortune teller in a glass booth recently, but he didn’t wow me anything like the experience highlighted in that post. I want my dollar back.
Like from the movie Big?
Yes, it was indeed Zoltar. But my Zoltar didn’t speak. Just spit out some card. I think I was dissed.
What! You totally got dissed…at least you didn’t wake up as a little boy though, that would have been weird.
How do you know? Maybe I AM a little boy masquerading as a middle-aged woman. Isn’t that what all boys long to be?
hahahaha I hope so!
That was interesting. I always like to see if psychic predictions come true but rarely does anyone write them down and save the piece of paper to see.
I do think that a few people out there genuinely possess psychic abilities. I’m not one of them. I was talking to this guy friend of mine and two hours later he was SHOT AND KILLED. I had no idea. Not one inkling.
I agree….and that is terrifying!
You know this is right up my alley, La La. Thanks for sharing this one!
I know, sister!
This was so confusing at first because I was like, you don’t have a twin sister? But this was a great post, very interesting!
Wow, what an terrific post to share! Her honesty was rare and touching.