Palm Reading October 30, 2002 - 3:35 p.m.

During one of my many days at work this past year (year = week or two in 'nikki is at work' time) one of the ladies working with us announced that she could read palms. Of course, she proceeded to enlighten us on her ability to read tarot and all that other stuff too. And that she was self taught in all aspects.

My early thoughts of her pegged her as a braggart. So this only added to it.

None the less, I was still intrigued. Maybe my interest was genuine. But maybe I simply wanted proof that she wasn't lying about her proclaimed skill.

Or a combination of both, simply to get a free palm reading.

- I had something traumatic happen in my childhood. One incident, early on, that fucked me up. (...... check.)

- My happiness isn't directly effected by money and love. (It certainly doesn't hurt... but check.)

- I'll live a long life. At least reaching 60's or so. (So much for that dying-of-cancer-while-i'm-young theory. My grandma's goal was to reach 70, maybe it should be mine too.)

- I will have one love my entire life. And I'm faithful. (Groovy and check.)

- I won't have any children... with a tiny amount of speculation on that one. (I recently thought any child would be better off not brought into this world and, more importantly, not raised by me. But I'm sure I'll change my mind once my biological clock wakes me up with a broken snooze button.)

Now I'm curious what a 'professional' palm reader would see.

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