Image of trees and mountains from "the ridge" at Collins Lake Ranch My life has been a bit of a whirlwind lately. I spent the past month visiting my grandparents, working at Mountain Friends Camp , traveling back home, and recovering from camp while trying to fill my days with meaningful activities. We have reached the point of the year where I stay home while my family goes to school/work, and I can feel myself slipping into the role of house spouse/sad spinster whiling away the hours. Right before I left for New Mexico, I bought a Tarot of Pagan Cats mini-deck . I have gradually transformed into the vaguely-New-Age-pseudo-witch that my younger self would have resented, largely through a sequence of seemingly innocent purchase choices. When I left for study abroad, I left my two tarot decks back in California. However, I have since felt tarot's absence from my life, and I was happy to get back into the habit of pulling a tarot card every day and occasionally tryin...