This isn't very surprising to anyone who knows me I suppose. For half a second I thought maybe I'd be air or water, ha! I wished I were earth...like that's going to happen, I think I have like one earth sign in my whole chart.

Enough with the hocus pocus. On to my poem to Andrew. Hope I have the nerve to send it to him.

Feelings like mud. Wind swept hair. Grains of crying. Do you ever wonder why you are not moving? Do this for yourself, just blow through whatever it is that is sitting there. Teases from branches. Slices of toad.
Do you feel the spirit Yeti inside you. Would that you could even care.