The monkey was one hell of a beast, distractions aplenty. I found myself scuttling all over the world in a whirlwind of change with that simian clinging to my back.
But that was then and this is now.
Herald in a new age. Announce it proudly to the globe. Whether they like it or not all must be woken. It may be the chicken-coop but for this newest dawn the only place to be is on top of your world. Crow, but beware, don’t let it get to your head or someone else may chop it off. Its, as ever, a question of timing. Sing your song early and then spend the rest of your time feathering the nest and nurturing the hearth-fire. Moments of mad glory in an otherwise stable and foundation-laying year (no fear there’s always fun to be had). Self-satisfying rather than self-centred. Stay out of trouble. Ensure to lay many treasures this year in anticipation of the next, a better year for hatching plots.
Happy year of the Rooster.
Clear Skies
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