SNOWFLAKE: PART 2
“So, can you tell me about my future, miss?”
“I can indeed, young sir!”
“Well, then please start then!”
“Yes, of course! Right away, young sir!”
“Well, I see here that you are, indeed, a snowflake!”
“Huh? What do you ever mean by that?”
“Well, you are a special one, sir1”
“Special one? And what’s that supposed to mean?”
“Well, you’re VERY special in the head!!”
“Get real, MISS. I didn’t come here to be told that I am retarded. I already tell that to myself every day, anyways.”
“Well, why did you tell me that? That’s just depressing!”
“Ya, I know. Sorry Missy. Please continue with my future readings!”
“Well, my lying crystal ball says you are going to face a future ALL JUST FULL OF IT!”
“All just full of WHAT?”
“ALL JUST FULL OF SHIT, MY GOOD SIR!!”
“I did not come here for potty humor about my future, my good missy lady!”
“ Ok. Well then, fine. Seriously, I can’t read your future. Only you can do that. Only you can create-or undermine-your success and fulfilment in your life.”
“Is that so, you dumb and useless fortune teller lady?”
“Yes! Or over mine or try to over mine, or decide, or contemplate, or figure out, or imagine, or bring to fruition, or bring to life, or realize, or envision, or to discover, or to-you know, allow to exist of your own will-or-“
“HOLY HELL! YES, YES MISS I DO REALLY, REALLY, REALLY THINK THAT I GET IT! YOU CAN PLEASE STOP NOW, MISS!”
“It’s good I was able to convince you without having to say hardly anything, my boy! Now, go out there and make something with yourself and the friends you have and want to have!!”
“I lost my best friend yesterday. He didn’t want to even inquire into my future when I asked him to. Some best friend, eh?”
“Oh. HOW SAD THAT IS.”
“YOU SHOULD CHEER UP, THOUGH!”
Always the optimistic one, this old fortune teller lady.