I ate a grapefruit I didn’t enjoy very much this morning, as it was the only fresh fruit left in the house. I missed the deadline to withdraw my super early. I just went to put the washing on, to find only the barest skerrick of liquid left in the bottle.
I’ve been going back and forward over whether to wind this column up, as it has such a small readership and I often have trouble soliciting questions to answer. But I enjoy writing it so much, and I aim to get back to the fortnightly column next week.
I have also started offering private readings, which are open for the next few months and then we’ll see. Everything is experimental and iterative, isn’t it…? Except for the rotation of the earth around the sun. Lets all hold on to little rituals that make us feel, at least for a moment, better.
Happy New Year,
Jessica
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