@anyahatesbunnies kidnapped me today to get me out of my apartment for a while. We went to an occult shop and to Hobby Lobby and it was great. 

“Wait what?” some readers ask, skeptical and confused. “An occult shop?”

To which I reply, “Yes, of course. It was helpful for research and I enjoy speaking to the staff there. They’re always full of positive energy. Plus I picked up a neato pack of Pirate tarot cards!”

“You do tarot???” The confusion continues to mount, along with mixed concern. “But Gab, I thought you were good/innocent/etc!”

“Those aren’t mutually exclusive,” I explain, and offer a sort of sad smile. Because the bad rap that exploring other cultures and ideas and philosophies is really upsetting. “I have three tarot decks now, but I don’t really know how to use any of them. Still, they’re pretty, and very interesting.”

Besides, they were having a special on readings- $10 for 10 minutes -and I spoke to a very nice gentleman about animal totems and spirit guides. It was a great conversation. He guessed two of the three animals that I dream about most often, as well as one that I have always had an affinity for but haven’t talked about. Then he said that he could definitely see (assuming that I work out my own spiritual journey) me on the other side of the table in a couple of years, doing energy and spiritual healing work. 

This is not the first time that this has been said to me by a reader. Cori said that I should quit my job and become a psychic, but I think I’ll stick to story-telling. 

At Hobby Lobby, I bought pipe cleaners that will be perfect for re-tailing some of my Calico Critters. I almost bought a fake book with an Ace of Spades motif for my Shinichi to stand on, but instead I settled for a charm in the shape of an owl/key.