
Monday evening, I read a horoscope that said the Aries should follow a strong impulse to do something unexpected and that it would be rewarded. Only hours before had I asked a really cute girl out. [Believe it or not, I rarely do that, just go off and say, "hey, how about dinner?" I typically wait for the chick to make it completely so obvious that she wants to eat dinner and bang (in some cases, in a different order) that I don't have to do any work.] Job well done. The horoscope hit the nail on the head, amazingly with me following its instruction although I didn't read it until after said deed was done. Wow! Thanks, constellations!
Yesterday, however, I wanted to see what else the stars had to say about the Aries folks after seeing some threads on Twitter about how all different people with different signs are in bed and in relationships. So I came across some description about what the Aries is and in a very odd way, I felt like I was reading a biography about myself. I felt like a lot of my personality's uniqueness simply faded away because I'm obviously not the only Aries in the world and there must be others out there like me. Aside from the typical things that everyone is in some way--adventurous, likes new things, likes challenges, deeper beyond the surface, blah blah blah--I read about my completely trusting qualities (didn't I just talk about that at the Chow Wagon with my close friend on Thursday?) and my desire to have a strong-willed mouthy woman in my life and my resilience to life's curve balls and how I have to do a little bit of everything Earth has to offer so I can have a story about it. Those too might be common things for people, but those three things really tied closest to me, seeing as though those are qualities that made me somewhat likable.
I'm not a "believer" in astrology and that the damn sky determines how the world works. But I'd be lying if I said that I haven't read horoscopes that made more sense than Bible verses. Regardless, the point is that I instantly began looking internally at who I am. Am I really defined as what kind of person I am based on when I was born? So me having the traits of an Aries doesn't come from my upbringing, my environment, or genetics? It's all a smokescreen?? Ha, no, I don't really think that. But it really is interesting that I really am what I read about when reading descriptions about those of the Aries sign. I didn't really bother to read any other signs' details, for one because I don't care, but secondly because I didn't want to go around thinking about what people's signs were and defining them with what I read on an astrology website.
Perhaps if I went to another source on the signs, I would have a slightly different version of what I'm supposed to be like. Perhaps that random site I Googled just luckily had me down pat. I have to admit--I liked what I saw about me. Fiery, outgoing, desires to lead...sure, that's me. I enjoy my fiery passion, and I love not being afraid to talk to someone I don't know (you can never know too many people), and I love taking charge of a situation, guiding the astray to the right path. Yay. But now, I'm inspired to break a little out of my mold and switch up my style. Oh, wait, Aries are willing to try anything new.
Rats.
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