Like it was designed exactly with me in mind.

But maybe it's only real because i choose to believe it in.

It makes sense to me because i put a lot of thought into understanding it and applying it to my daily life.

And it actually gives me an enormous sense of comfort.

I realise this probably makes me a little....naive, maybe?

But everyone's got to believe in something.

And i guess in some ways, it's exactly like the worship some people have for their gods.

And this should piss me off, because i'm not remotely religious, and most of the time i seem to take pride in being about as athiest as you get.

But i don't feel bothered by it anymore.

It's one of the first things i do every day....i open up Rick Levine's web page and i read the Capricorn horoscope....trying to work out how my day's going to go.

Maybe i have some morbid sense of curiousity....like if i see the bad shit coming i can stop it before it gets here.

I don't know.

But when i woke up feeling depressed this morning, staring at my ceiling, thinking...not again.

Getting scared that the uneasy feeling won't go away in time for my birthday.

I decided to look at my horoscope.

And the first thing i noticed was this:

If you have fallen into a rut, today's Lunar Eclipse can mix things up as it rattles your 6th House of Daily Routine.

And do you know what, i actually smiled.

I thought to myself...okay, so you feel a little bit shit, but it's going to be okay, so just get up and start doing stuff...how about a nice cup of tea?

So. It should bother me that i rely so heavily on something so irrational and illogical.

Two things i'm not exactly known for.

But...i guess, for me, my horoscope is my support system.

It's how i try to make sense of the mess that can become my life sometimes.

It's where my strength comes from; knowing that i only have to look on there to find something that helps me understand, that helps me keep going.

Because above all else, that's exactly what i hold in the highest esteem; the ability to understand and accept.