Here is the dreamer. One who created and played with the pen and the keys of a world soon unmade. She remembers the wind, water, earth and flame. She loved even shadows but knew naught of hate. With a heart too soft and a strength unseen, she loved the world and she lived a dream.

Friday, June 17, 2011

The Palm Reading

123. One of our teachers, who was organizing a club fair, asked our class to help set up the venue at the coliseum for some incentives. There, we met in one of the booths a very interesting guy who had a knack for palm reading. It was amazing because he knew such in-depth things about a person's past and traits that it was hard to believe that he was merely guessing intelligently. With one look at your palm, he automatically rattled off your Capriconian traits quite impressively though you didn't tell him your birthday. He even told you that although you could be hard-headed and insensitive that you are an ultimately good and determined person that would be a great success one day. He even said that you've been in many relationships. As for me, right off the bat he told me about Libran traits. What struck me was how he told me that I was a jack-of-all- trades because of my great adaptability. I could survive almost anything and do great in almost anything but I wouldn't be a master of anything in particular. We would both live long lives. In the love area we were both challenged. We would fall in and out of love. When we told him we were going steady he was taken aback. He said our relationship was going to take a lot of work, patience and understanding and because we were both so different, it would even me more of a challenge to survive it and find common ground. We both agreed to this but told him that we would survive simply because we loved each other. No matter the differences. No matter the heart ache. No matter how far apart we are. You know, we didn't need a palm reading to tell us something we already knew in our hearts.

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