I almost spent $34 to purchase a Bluehost Domain for wordpress.org without having written a single word. I’ve always daydreamed ideas but either rarely executed or would quit after a few weeks/months- the number of cute new notebooks I started scribbling on for the first few months of the year because I want to commit to journaling again shall not be named. This time around, I’m convinced a cute lil blog design will help put words to computer, and maybe to the world?

Today Mom hired a 算命先生 to come and “read our fortunes” as she’s planning to redecorate our Shanghai apartment. He says my luck was abundant and plentiful between 2015-2020, and has been “rougher” between 2020-2025. 2025 is supposed to be a year of change, and something about me sitting on a money pot but fortune will go to my brother lol. 2025=year of turning 30=Saturn finishes returning (to where? Dunno). If 2020-2025 was supposed to be considered rough, then rough is not THAT bad 🙂 Everything will work out.

But what makes someone believe/not believe something like fortune telling? Or tarot cards? Or even horoscopes? For me, I always thought it was fun to entertain something that we can’t quite explain with facts or science. Who knows? But what are we looking for when we are listening to these things? A sign? What are we even supposed to do if it is “real” and your fate is less than ideal? Wouldn’t we feel like we have no control over anything in life then? What happened to we create our own fate? And with something like tarot readings, so much of it is based on our interpretations. And yet, I find myself being curious about what the universe has to say…