#2019 . . . me and my Gemini twin

Dear You!

The new year is coming soon and predictions abound!  Twitter hashtags dedicated to 2019 abound too.  But predictions, like astrology, can't be trusted.  And even if playing with our "sign" identities is diverting, it is also sometimes disturbing.  For example, what if you share a sun sign with Hitler?  What if you are checking out your sign's predictions for 2019 and you realize these possibilities are supposed to apply to Charles Manson too? 

I am a Gemini.
Marilyn Monroe was a Gemini.
Kanye West is a Gemini.
Prince was a Gemini.
Tupac was a Gemini.
Angelina Jolie is a Gemini.
And President Donald J. Trump is a Gemini.

Wait, let me retype that last entry in a way my twin would appreciate.

AND PRESIDENT DONALD J. TRUMP IS A GEMINI!!!!!!

Gotta own your twin, fellow- Gemini.  While I pretend I am the adored Tupac-style Gemini, I
tend to erase the other reflections in the mirror.

Anyway, back to predictions for 2019.  This one is for ME and DONALD!  (Compliments of Free Will Astrology.com . . . . Rob B's stuff is always fun  . . . check it out).

"The world's full of people who have stopped listening to themselves," wrote mythologist Joseph Campbell. It's imperative that you NOT be one of those folks. 2019 should be the Year of Listening Deeply to Yourself. That means being on high alert for your inner inklings, your unconscious longings, and the still, small voice at the heart of your destiny. If you do that, you'll discover I'm right when I say that you're smarter than you realize. 

Now, think about the above.  As if DONALD and I don't spend plenty of time listening to ourselves, our ultimate, trusted sources.

Good luck to you all in 2019!  And look out for Geminis . . . 
https://nylon.com/articles/geminis-low-key-psychopaths-zodiac

Love,
Joyce

Why are people texting me on CHRISTMAS?????

Dear Reindeer . . .

I hope you are enjoying your day off after a very busy night.  Here is my day so far:

During my morning coffee + OJ + smooth cigarette ritual, I half-listened to the news about our government shutdown and other dramas.  Our President is on tape griping about my fellow Democrats because they/we are resisting his silly "Wall" project; that was his Christmas message.  And of course he tossed in the witch-hunt complaint.  He signed off with something like this:  "So the country is really a mess and I hope you have a merry Christmas."  The quote is not 100% on, but you get the point.

Then, after my beach workout while enjoying my delicious sushi lunch (preferable to that turkey option), my fabulous Google Smart Phone started pinging away.  Yes, text messages.  Of course it is good to hear from people, but texting is like WORK to me.  It isn't fluent or full like typing an old school blog entry, email or other document. It is not as efficient as a voice-call. And it's a holiday anyway, so SPEAK!!!!

Considering these two events, I would be very grateful if you could answer these two questions for me (tell your boss the answers will act as my gifts for Xmas 2019):

1.  Why is my President such a jerk?
2.  Why are people texting on CHRISTMAS?????

Get back to me whenever you like.  And don't text.

I wish you well during these strange days and hope your species survives our ridiculous, oh-so-human fuck-ups.

I love you . . .
XO

Joyce to the World