Star Searching

I take horoscopes as one step up from a fortune cookie. I don't think the message inside that little, processed, mass-produced origami wafer is ever destined for me and me alone (even if I did always want to learn how to say "umbrella" in Mandarin). However, I can always find some truth, some applicability, in the piece of wisdom inside my cookie. And, if it's an intriguing fortune, I usually keep the idea on my subconscious radar, and in turn may be more apt to notice something that would have otherwise passed me by. Like I've been given a little tip from fate, I will consequently walk with ears pricked for the "good news that will soon come," or eyes seeking the "chance encounter with an old friend."

Anyhow, considering that fortunes are all of about a sentence, horoscopes lend a little extra insight. I know that everyone has a 1 in 12 chance of getting the same lowdown as me... but why is it that we often relate most to our assigned predictions? Nine times out of ten, my horoscope is more appropriate for me than any of the other months. Maybe I just want it to be. Maybe it's just another way to make sense of all the ridiculousness- or maybe it adds to it. Maybe it's a security blanket to hold onto; facing the future like it's a monster-concealing closet. Whatever it is, a good one gives me hope.

The traits of my astrological sign are right on. http://www.astrologycom.com/pisces.html It does make me consider that, somehow, the time of year I was born has a strong influence on who I am. While I'm always skeptical of these notions, the romantic side of me loves the idea that the stars have their way with me, decide who I'm compatible with, and what the future holds in store.

I ran across this year-at-a-glance horoscope today. I intend to put the positive points into my subconscious, and with any luck, I'll bump into one of several opportunities on the horizon.
http://shine.yahoo.com/page/2010-horoscope