Shark Surfing

Shark Surfing

I just turned in a July horoscope that was really weird. My brain wandered far from its moorings. I came unstuck in reality. My tenuous grip on some shards of reality fractured, leaving me less connected than before.

Not like this is news, I’ve long been accused of smoking too much of the wacky weed, which, in reality, is even funnier as I don’t smoke anything. I think pot should be legal, but that’s more my political view, along with males should not legislate what women do to their bodies, again just makes sense to me.

The one July Horoscope, though, the one I just completed, runs over 2K words, that’s normal, but some signs are long, and some are short. There’s dialogue, real and reported, plus made up stuff. Fishing, Shakespeare, and more. It’s just that one scope took three — or more — days to complete.

The current energies are whack, to begin with, not making this any better.

In part, July is a slow month for my business. Still, I can work as diligently as possible, even though my grip of the real world might be slipping, I work as hard — if not harder — than ever before to get that one horoscope done well.

“A rare medium done well?”

Or?

“Toast.”

Shark Surfing

The title, “Shark Surfing,” its roots should be obvious.

About the author: Born and raised in a small town in East Texas, Kramer Wetzel spent years honing his craft in a trailer park in South Austin. He hates writing about himself in third person. More at KramerWetzel.com.

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