And so begins 2014, we leave behind the year of the snake and move into the year of the Transition. The year when I will conclude my formal education and (hopefully) enter the over-populated workforce in search of an nonexistent teaching position. The year when I will leave behind the days of living with an exorbitant amount of roommates and (hopefully) transition to something other than my parent's house. The year when a handful of close friends tie the knot and my plus-one options are rapidly disappearing. My own story is uneventful in that department, but tis the year of the Transition, so (hopefully) there is more to come. This is the year when I actually run out of money in my savings account. Instead of just pretending to be broke poor, I actually will be, and I must figure out how to (hopefully) not allow that fact to interfere with my want and need for all areas of independence.
And since you can always depend on horoscopes: Let's hope the year of the transition is able to bolster this worn out Virgo's many hopes for the future. And if not....at least its an Olympic year.
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