As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.” (Dance, dance, dance – Haruki Murakami)
There are two things I do in the morning: reading my horoscope and checking the weather forecast for the whole week.
I believe neither in horoscope nor in the weather forecast. It is just a ritual, giving rhythm to how I start my day. Horoscope is always wrong and most of the time the weather forecast too.
This morning I surprised myself not doing this.
You arrive soon. I don’t care if it will be shining or raining. I will feel warm when you are here. I know you like the sunshine and you don’t mind the rain. I don’t mind the rain either because you will be there. My head is in the clouds. The colors of which could be white or grey, I don’t mind because you will be there.
I don’t need to check my horoscope and the weather forecast for the coming week. When you leave, no matter how shiny the sun would be, I would feel grey. When you leave, horoscope would be wrong anyway. Horoscope never predicts bad things so that people who read and believe it can live with hopes. My horoscope for the coming week could stay unchanged and I could write it myself: “You might be heartbroken but you will be fine.” Or something like that.
I read horoscope and check the weather forecast everyday but the future has no importance for me. Only the present matters.
You arrive soon. I truly love these three words: “You arrive soon”. That, however, is future, the one I care for. At this very present moment.