By nature I’m conciliatory, a pleaser even, and astrologically a Libra, always seeking balance, but there is none really, in this life. When will I learn that?
I grew up in a bankrupt city, which I derided as a kid, begging my mother to move to the suburbs where it was “clean,” and I wouldn’t step in dog shit on my way to school. There weren’t enough pencils, we got textbooks with pages torn out or already written in (erased, but you could still see the marks). Our backyard was literally a pile of dirt. Later on, I romanticized the dilapidation of my city and neighborhood, but anyway,
this is all a tangent.
