I cannot stop thinking about how in ancient times, EVERY culture loved women and viewed them as magical portals to the human world. Mothers were the original leaders, received offerings, and were worshipped as life-giving goddesses. What the hell happened to that way of thinking?
I saw a post on Reddit that said, “When you walk through a museum, you’re not just looking at art. You’re moving through centuries of people trying to explain love, grief, power, beauty, and belonging.” I don’t think I’ve ever seen a museum described so beautifully.
Life fucking loves you. Things work out for you. Doors open for you. Money comes to you. Love finds you. People remember you.
Opportunities want you. You keep getting lucky in ways that make you laugh because of course it worked out for you again. Of course it did. It always does. It always has.
Also be clear NY LOVES Angel, it’s just we ride for our team. Unless you have Liberty across your chest you the ops. Now that the series is over Angel go get your chip.