L sends horoscopes every week and it's a good laugh, but mine seems more appropriate than laughable for once:
book that you left out in the rain. In my second dream, I cooked you some
chicken soup that you didn't eat. My third dream was equally disturbing. I
assigned you some homework that would have helped you discover
important clues about tending to your emotional health. Alas, you didn't
do the homework. In the morning, I woke up from my dreams feeling
exasperated and worried. But later I began to theorize that maybe they
weren't prophecies, but rather helpful warnings. Now that you've heard
them, I'm hoping you will become alert to the gifts you've been ignoring
and take advantage of the healing opportunities you've been neglecting.
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