The wonder of fortunetelling is its equivocal nature. Spill the runes, or play Tarot. Indeed, even a novice realizes that results vary.
One friend wished on rainbows; another used a method of squeezing bananas and casting fortunes from the bruising.
Perhaps we’ve all known someone who has so tied life to this that every brush with fate is preordained. None of that stuff works; I prefer none. It’s silly. None of that even averages out. It’s superstition!.
But, OK, I do take stock tips from my cat.
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Great one!
I admit to ocasionally crossing my fingers in the vain hope it might have a beneficial effect. One day it may! Nice one.
My 87!
Oh yes. And I love the colorful keyboard. 🙂