It’s only been a few weeks but the 23rd chapter of my life has started off as a disaster. Without going into too much detail, I’ll just say that plans are a myth. I make them and they fall through, repeatedly. I can only take this as a sign: I’m forcing something to happen that isn’t meant to be. Solution? Let things work themselves out. Will update when and if 23 starts looking better. May is officially my most hated month! Sorry to my fellow Tauruses.