Who are we inside, if not a collection of our hopes & fears, cheese cravings, sad pop songs, loose bones, mossy memories, erotic ideas about moon ghosts, and dreams for a better tomorrow?
You don't need to be great at everything.
Specialize instead.
Write erotic thrillers about moon ghosts.
Craft enchanted daggers made of ancient goblin bones.
Brew boozy milkshakes so strong they would make the old gods blush.
You may feel lonely in this world, but you are never really alone.
Even now, you are surrounded by mysterious ducks, skulking moss goblins, and the restless swirling spirits of ancient & cursed forest gods.
Take comfort in that.
You may not believe in yourself, but you absolutely have the dark temperament, mossy aura, crooked fangs, and terrifying appetites to be a very good forest horror, swamp creature, or castle haunt if you want.
I believe in you.
Reasons to own an emotional support falcon:
- people will give you space on the bus
- can spot burrito shops from many miles away
- will retrieve burritos for you at 200 mph
- high pitched screeching to surprise your rivals
- newfound swagger from looking so cool
Your daily horoscope:
Today you will feel like a modern day superhero: moody, sarcastic, confused about your place in the world, and often reluctant to rely on the power hidden within you.
Express yourself.
Write, draw, paint, dance in the moonlight, sing like a banshee, or simply terrify the timid townsfolk with your monstrous beauty.
The world needs your weirdness now more than ever.
Parents, have you talked to your kids about the dangers of the old forest?
The seductive lure of forgotten kingdoms crumbling into ruins under the trees, or the hidden tombs of the old gods, wreathed in moss and malevolence?
Your horoscope for today:
Be like an ocean tide - come and go on a rhythm unbound by time, and occasionally get too high and wreck some expensive houses.
It's hard enough to find someone to love in this world.
But harder still is to find someone who loves us back, with our eccentricities, dragon breath, crooked antlers, and passion for haunting the catacombs of crumbling castles.
Don't give up.
Sending love to all of the dark fairies, moss goblins, twig witches, sleepless dreamers, talkative badgers, bear-centaurs, and all of the other wild folk of the realms.
Nothing compares to you.
If it feels like your world is falling into ruins, it's time to take action.
Gather the crumbling blocks together into a snug and safe den, craft primitive weapons from the broken shards, and become the mad monarch of the ruins.