Yeah. I don't know if I want an (accurate) astrology chart done for me. Unless it's all good shit. I don't like being Officially Assessed when I'm not Unhappy About Myself (are we ever totally happy with ourselves?) - I also am NOT interested in facing shit unless it's my initiative. I suppose that's why interventions were invented. HA.

It's wacky that the astrology chart was right-on, though. I don't believe in any of that shit, and IF I'm going to be proven wrong and forced to face the fact that something like this can be Real, I want it to be religious, or have to do with a more worthwhile type of faith. I'm not thrilled with my Agnosticism, I'm resigned to to it. It's disappointing to me. HA. So I get convinced that Astrology is REAL, but not god? Hahaha. Shit.
And Off Switches are useful. I have one of those switches. I know where it comes from and what it means. I'm okay with it. I am perfectly content sharing space in my subconscious with My Issues. Oh well. We're complex. We're allowed.

She also went for a hike up a rather formidable mountain yesterday, for the first time since she took a really nasty tumble about a month ago. She wants to get new shoes, if only for the psychological benefits. She felt like a scaredy cat going down the mountain again. I think new shoes are a great idea, because they do make a difference - one's confidence level affects how they hike (or do anything). Scaredy cats cause their own accidents, I think, when they don't fully trust themselves.

Not that she's a scaredy cat - obviously, she ain't. Plus she made it out without biting it. Hee. She's actually probably the least Scaredy Cat Person I've ever known. So.

It's also not very impressive to me when someone jumps out of a plane if they weren't scared to do it in the first place. I'm impressed when people do things that scare them. THAT'S the tough thing.

Unless you're scared of picking flowers or something. Then you're a fucking pussy.