The Reconstruction of Fallen Stars

A Coda is a piece of music, somewhat akin to a Chorus, or refrain, it is often more complex than the actual composition it accompanies.  Mr. A and I went away for a couple of days. It had been booked before "The Horror," and we felt it would do us both some good to forget, for a little while.  So we did, and it was good. For a brief moment, we smiled, and chatted. Drank coffee, and ate junk food. We decided that as First Dates go, this one would take some beating. I spent the night with him, close, but not so close, and I found sleep. As I have said before (and no doubt will again:) The heart wants, what the heart wants.   

  This card follows immediately after  The Devil  in all Tarots that contain it, and is associated with sudden, disruptive  revelation , and potentially destructive change - Wikipeapia. If I believed in such things, this card would have a home in my Tarot.  Of course "The Cards" cannot tell you the future any more than "The Stars," all fortune telling is hokum at best. Odd though, how appropriate the meaning, and that I should recall it. In the days after our star fell I wandered somewhat dazed, and confused through the things I had to do, my boss was an absolute paragon of understanding, and allowed me a great deal of freedom in what I would do. Clearly, staying at work was all I could do, I was living on the good auspices of my friend, but would have to start paying my way sooner, rather than later. That first week was long and hard, I got through it on borrowed strength, and a stubborn streak. The end of that first week brought a further blow to my already fragil