She felt nauseated. Never again with the Mandrake Wine and Past Life Regression crap.
What sort of past life WAS this anyway?
She was going to resign from Neptunian Life Coaching Services just as soon as she could get back there.
And what sort of weird names did the consultants have anyway. Clotho? Lachesis? Atropos? Were they pedigree cats? Seriously W.t.f.? She didn’t care that Mandrake Wine was the preferred potion of Circe. She decided that she cared only for the current life. Living only in the now. Maybe that was the point of the stupid regression experience.
Fuq she wanted her money back. And what sort of wankers wanted to only be paid in pentacles anyway? “Pentacles,” Clotho had explained, “were the original Bitcoin.” Yeah, right.
She wanted out. She was going to back to studying Space Archeology and would never again even think about anything Neptune. It probably wasn’t even a planet. Just some stupid hologram. If Pluto couldn’t be a planet…but then she saw the merry go round operator…she recognized him at once. It was bliss.
She loved Neptunian Life Coaching and vowed to write them a testimonial the moment she got back.
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