Tarot Journal #46: XIX The Sun

A Moment in The Sun

I sat in my car lounging with my feet propped on the open driver’s side door in the Trader Joe’s parking lot and crunched sesame crackers and sipped tangerine juice. Watching the people on foot and in their cars as they ambled and mosied along in groups and by themselves, I made up funny sad little stories while the sunshine warmed the asphalt. Then it was time to move along and all the stories dissolved into the summer day and the people and cars moved in the slow dance of a medium-sized city in August.

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