for the past couple of weeks I’ve been clearing away a lot of things. still, every time I shuffle a cup card—ten of cups or three of cups—would pop up, followed by the strength, and the wheel of fortune. don’t worry. you will make it through. but everybody worries, even though they do always make it through. and maybe it’s one step back for every two steps forward, but I’m there with you. I feel like I have to stand on my own, and so many things, unexpected things, even the things you love could stand in our way. but eventually we’ll all break out of the shell. I trust that we’re not just floating around on this giant ball with nowhere to go. I trust that I am strong on my own. and you are too.