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I’ve cleared some stuff off my desk at work, and I want to throw this away, but I figure I kept it for a reason, so I’ll record it here and throw it away afterwards.

“When two hearts race, both win.”

*retch*
*tossing silver wrapper in trash can*

The Dove Chocolates wrapper fortune I just opened reads “Listen to your heartbeat and dance. ” I understand the reference to dancing. I do feel better now, after lunch. It was a good thing I forgot my tennis shoes. Seeing some actual doves helped, too. The second wrapper (who has just ONE piece of chocolate?) reads “Don’t think about it so much.” Okay, will do.

Thanks, everyone, for the calls, the talks (electronic and in person), the hugs. I’m content.

Aside from the silver Dove wrapper from last Thursday still staring at me from my desk, telling me “Hey, why not?”, I now get this from the universe:

Today’s Forecast
Why return to junior high and spend endless hours puzzling over what someone really meant when you can do the grown-up thing and flat-out ask them what’s going on? It’ll be so much quicker that way.
The Bottom Line
Feeling like a martini — shaken or stirred? Don’t worry. This, too, shall pass.
In Detail
It’s a fine time to voice your real needs, because they’ll be met in one way or another. The universe is quick to respond when you identify your genuine desires, so make sure you have a clear idea about what it is you need. Then go ahead and speak up to all and sundry — after all, you never know who might be the supplier for your particular list, and it wouldn’t do to have them heard by the wrong person (or not at all).

My money, love and attitude meters are also 5 for 5 on all of them. So is today supposed to be a good, hedonistic day?

Let’s have some perspective, shall we? You just sentenced a guy to 34-years-to-life and stayed another sentence of 31-years-to-life on his other count. This guy is 39. You, at the end of the day, know you’re gonna grab your purse and go home. You’re gonna finally vacuum your two-story house which you’re able to romp around naked in since you have no roommate, you’re gonna sort your laundry and get a load started, and you’re gonna do an hour of yoga to unwind while laundry’s going. Then you’re gonna have some of your mother’s homemade chicken soup that she gave you this past weekend. Then Dodo is going to tell you he loves you and talk to you while “Friends” or any of the many DVDs you’ve purchased that are still in their wrapper plays on your big screen TV. After that, why not have a bubble bath? Hey, that reminds me, that’s what your 3rd Dove wrapper said yesterday. That it’s a good day to have a bubble bath. It is a privilege to have your house go to hell while you mope over your pittily emotional problems. It is a privilege that there are no children to feed, diapers to change, third jobs to go to in order to make rent on a dingy apartment. There is nothing wrong with your life. Nothing.

The Universe, or the Powers that Be, Azna, Jesus, Buddha, the Other Side, whomever you’d like to attribute to our superior forces, is talking to me again. It’s not thru music this time. It’s cuter. It’s through Dove Chocolates.

Yesterday, it was “You know what? You look good in red.” That’s been a sort of discovery within the last couple of years and every time I wear red, I get a ton of compliments from surprised people. Then, it was “Discover yourself.” Well, that’s what I’m trying to do. Just now, in the midst of overanalyzing myself, newly acquired information and how it applies to me, what it all means, how I should prepare or not prepare, and why, I unwrap “Don’t think about it so much.”

The Dove wrapper from years ago is still pinned up at my desk: “The heart has reasons which reason does not know.” It will be joined by “Don’t think about it so much.”

You know how I have a certain admiration for Dove Chocolate wrapper fortunes? (See past Dove advice here.)

Today, it says this:
“There’s a time for compromise…it’s called ‘later’.”

What the heck is that?! I thought Dove Promises (R) Messages were supposed to be romantic and conducive to love and relationships. If they printed more than ONE of these, and everyone followed that advice, then we’d have a lot more cases to handle at work. Yuck.

*throwing wrapper in trash*

I had my first Dove chocolate square in a long time. The foil wrapper read “Do something spontaneous.”

So one phone call later, I nixed my lunchtime workout plans, and did that something spontaneous.

I feel good.

I was toying with a very enticing possibility staring me in the face, but I was on the fence about it. Everyone around me are giving me the thumbs-up about it, but since I overthink things anyway, I was already weighing the many possible negative outcomes should I choose that path. This is all very premature anyway, since I don’t even know that this offer will be made to me. And then I eat a Doves chocolate and the fortune in the wrapper says, “Hey, why not?”

Whoa, nelly.

Can’t wait till tomorrow.