The Cards Say: Fill Up My Cup (Drank)

Tarot Reading 8.26.19

I’ve decided I’m going to try to be a psychic.

Look, I know that it’s supposedly a “gift” or a “calling”: a talent that’s inherited more than learned. But who’s to say I don’t have a little bit of the shining, eh? I get deja vu sometimes. I get those gut feelings everybody talks about, and they seem to be pretty accurate about 70% of the time.  Like, whenever I eat at Taco Bell, I can see with perfect clarity what will be happening in my bathroom in 2 hours. Latent psychic abilities, or the perils of mystery meat? Who’s to say.
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