Just yesterday, if you'd asked, and I'd have thought you were serious, in a stupid sort of way, I'd have said I was a Taurus. I'd have told you that that means that I'm caring, stable & headstrong, a bit possessive, that I thrive on routine and stability, love the finer things in life, and though I can be affectionate, I am stubborn. And you'd have agreed, for the most part. You might have smirked at the headstrong and stubborn parts, and winced at the caring and affectionate parts, but otherwise you'd have gone with it. I have always been proud to say that I am Taurus, the bull!
But as a result of astronomers who "have restored the original Babylonian zodiac by recalculating the dates that correspond with each sign to accommodate millennia of subtle shifts in the Earth's axis" it appears that I am now an Aries. Which, apparently, means that I am energetic, verbal, impulsive, sure of where I stand, and generally living passionately in the moment. Really? I'm experiencing a minor (perhaps major) personality paradigm shift. I'm reconsidering the very core of my being. I have not been who I thought I was. I've been wrong to be so caring and sure of myself. I should have been out there dancing and doing whatever comes to mind. I should have been seeking to suck the marrow out of life!
Sorry. Looks like I've got to get going! I've got some lost living to catch up on. Some of you will be in the same position, so if you've already stopped reading to get on with it, you have my blessing and understanding. Carpe Diem!
Ride report:
in: -15'C wind 8 ks SE
out: -12'C wind 5 ks NW
(what a good day!)
1 comment:
Well I had a good comment/argument in mind.... but Justin just smushed it! I will revisit this later.
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