Today I am supposed to be psychic

Today is supposed to be psychic.  I'm supposed to be tuned into people's feelings.

This is what I see when I close my eyes:

I see only my self.
And I see a yellow glow around me.

That's all I have.  I know Joe is coming back from Virginia, only because he told me.

I am supposed to be able to predict what's going to happen.
And this could lead to unsafe daydreams.

There is a star on my left hand and a wooden ring on my left.
There is hardly anyone around.  Ghost town.  Coffee shop.  Starvation diet.

Changing plans.

I read tarot cards excessively for the past month ;
So much that things happening tomorrow seem like yesterday.

Ten rods and Eight rods.  The aquarius and the leo who rescue me aren't who I first suspect.

I feel sorry for some of the people who came up in the readings with all of the suffering.
Especially myself.
But at least I have resources.  At least I can, you know, PAY people to help me.
So, that's on my side.

To only tell the future or change the future?  Wouldn't that be nice?