I had my tarot read last night and it was beautiful. It was frightening and mysterious and confusing. For what it was, it was beautiful.
I also learnt about Buddhism, meditation and the inner lives of two of my good friends.
It's too soon to talk about it. It was too soon last night and I don't know when I'll be ready. But I want to be ready. A lot happened yesterday, the details of which I can't really articulate. But it was magical in a really melancholy, unexpected way.
Today I simply recovered from everything I discovered last night.