Underneath a cathedral-like rock formation in the desert, a small grey tabby cat accompanies a woman through a subterranean labyrinth of tunnels, their shadows become indistinguishable from one another as the sun slips below the horizon. Salute the sun and and rub your wet nose on your favorite person’s cheek. The night sky invites you to uncurl into the luxury of solitude. Fate is self-created.
Today: the color cadmium yellow, green apophyllite, music in the key of D, the smell of bergamot, and the fertile plenitude of wild strawberry root.
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Waxing Gibbous
The moon is 11 days old