Tomorrow I'm off to the other side of the world. It looks like they're putting me in the heart of downtown. I do like downtowns so much. Still, I'm not sure I'm worth all that; there's a feeling of trepidation.
Tonight, I sat outside by the picnic table and offered black cherry incense to Fors Fortuna, for good luck on my trip, and for my parents, for good luck while I'm away. Cygnus the Swan was overhead, silently abiding; as 30 years ago; as ever.
My parents are getting old. I wonder if I'll ever see them again.
I also wonder if I'll ever learn to live according to nature. There's a goddess named Concordia, who is the origin and original source of all things harmonious. To argue or bicker with another is a sin against this goddess.
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