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… }

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