Scattered

My horoscope for the day urges me to be selfish for a change and see about myself exclusively. Yeah, right. As if that’s something you deliberately make up your mind about. One has to do what is right-isn’t it how it always should be? Uh, I keep forgetting about the optional nature of “should”. But we are as our choices are, right? As if words matter…as if anything matters. It feels so empty to feel that way.