Cancer

OK, ok. So I am yet again not wrtiting about the Minister...Just know that all were very happy in my village on Tuesday June 17. And i got to wear a gomez. Pictures were snapped. Food was taken. Speeches were spoken. And all was reported on the national radio.
Now, maybe it is my cancerian nature to believe in horoscopes, or at least Mr. Cainer's horoscopes. And it is also in my nature to be hard on myself, or at least, not to listen to myself when I should be telling myself to chill the fuck out.
Yes, it's true, when it comes from other people, I can allow myself to believe it. That's what I liked from my week-ahead horoscope for this upcoming week.

Oh, and I have been told to inform you all that I'm a mattress hog with killer farts who smashes lizards. it's an awful picture to paint of myself (or for others to witness), but alas, it may all be true...

Horoscope for Week of June 23rd:
What do you give the person who has everything? If you really care (and if you really dare) you will probably try to arrange for them to have the rare experience of what it is like to have nothing. What, then, if you are a benign universe trying to give a helpful hand to a Cancerian who feels overwhelmed by options and alternatives? How about a challenge to which they cannot rise: or a rare, valuable experience of being powerless in a crucial situation. What you are becoming obliged to learn is precious beyond measure. Don't worry about whether life is getting difficult. Just trust that you are growing more capable of success.