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This post has nothing to do with the Tarot, and it will not become the norm for this blog, but feel free to read on if you want a nickel’s worth of free advice.

Recently, I took out some of my life’s frustrations by complaining to a very good friend of mine about another very good friend of mine. It didn’t make me feel any better.

I got drunk today. Four Guinnesses in one hour – I think that may be a personal best for me.

In my drunkeness, I decided to text the former of the two good friends mentioned above, and told him I love him. Not entirely because I felt guilty about anything (we’ve all been known to detract from each others’ characters to each other, because we know that we know better), but because it’s been a while since the unspoken was spoken.

I felt relieved afterword, and decided to speak the unspoken to some of my other good friends, as well.

When I was in high school, before I got my driver’s license, I had to ride the bus. The bus driver listened to the same radio station every day: a country station. I’ve grown to appreciate country music since, but at the time, man, I loathed it. There was one clip they used to play every morning, though, that caught my attention and gave me hope. It said, “To the world, you might be one person, but to one person, you might be the world.” How I prayed that was true, because I felt like nothing.

I’m lucky now to be able to say that I’ve got many, many worlds. And I’d be nothing that I am now if any one of them didn’t happen into my life.

The people you love deserve to be reminded once in a while.

That is all.

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