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Every now and then, I open the door and poke my nose into pagan communities. Just kind of looking around, you know how it is. But after five minutes or so, I find myself scrambling back out and shutting the door.

There's some weird stuff out there, man. And it's kind of - I often end up feeling simultaneously too serious about it, and nowhere serious enough. Like, the way I conduct myself with regard to this tends to be with sober restraint - very "serious" in bearing. But some of the people out there... they're very serious, if you know what I mean. And I find myself wanting to back away slowly, while at the same time wishing I could bring myself to be so passionate.

(Also, apparently male witches are controversial. I did not know this, though I guess I should have expected it. I'm sure you all can guess how I feel about that.)

...Anyway.

I haven't been able to bring myself to do a reading since April. But I'm feeling pretty good now. So... maybe it's time to do one now.

( Tarot )