Ommmmm…. Balance

I’m not a believer in what I’ve been introduced to as astrology. I will sometimes read my horoscope, which usually mentions a rising moon somewhere and commands that I forgive my lover for his aloof attitude of late. Sometimes my horoscope will tell me what I HAVE done, which I find pretentious. An example of this is today’s horoscope:

You have let go of an old grudge—and today, that forgiveness really pays off! Whether the other parties involved are ready to reconcile, or you’re just finally ready to move on with your life, things are sweet.

I hate when my horoscope uses an exclamation mark.

One thing that IS true about my star sign is my obsession with balance. I am a Libra, which is represented by scales and ruled by equality. When I was a kid if my left foot was stepped on, I would ask that the person also step on my right. I have to have things symmetrical or I feel unsettled.

I think my body has taken this too far. I’ve noticed for the last several years that I can predict when a new zit is going to pop up. If I have a zit on the left side of my face, there is an 80% chance that I will get a zit on the right side of my face in that same location within the week. Isn’t that weird? And unfortunate?

I used to work with a woman that I called ‘Pig in a Blanket’ because, well, it was fitting. She had a very flat ass, almost concave. One of her ass cheeks was several inches shorter than her other one. She would wear tight spandex pants that accentuated this flaw. Kim pointed it out to me at a Christmas party, and after all I could do was stare at this woman’s ass. How do you walk around like that?! Knowing that your ass is asymmetrical yet flaunting it to the world?

It’s a bold statement about giving up on the things that matter in life. 

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