Unbeliever
I don’t believe in Hocus Pocus. Moreover, I don’t lift my feet when driving over a train track (and what did they come up for subway-goers who are always above a train track), I don’t hold my breath in elevators (although I do when people are coughing), I don’t run at the sight of black cats, broken mirrors, or days, streets, and times incorporating the digit 13. I don’t believe in bringing Feng Shui into the bedroom, living room, kitchen and closets, nor do I believe in astrological signs, stars or meaningful asteroids (I will say however, that when Venus is in the third moon I just….WTF — that info doesn’t help anyone!)
But today, for some reason, I checked my horoscope. I am going to follow it.
