Prophecy… it’s what’s for breakfast.

I got either the smartest, or the dumbest fortune.

Do you think it knows something I don’t ?

Has someone put a hit out on me? A contract on my (red)head?

Or simply a  gentle reminder to live this life to it’s fullest….

 

{perhaps I’ve been married to an Italian for too long, watched the Godfather one too many times.. as if that’s even possible… }