Your starry sky

The dots are connected in a new constellation

That guides me in the lab

And in the dark days.

Shiny edges enclose a destiny and a path.

Experiences are never random,

You draw your own sky.

Horoscope mirror

Free Reasons and reassurance
In such a lost reality is sometimes found
Surprisingly in the horoscope.
With no intention of giving it value,
I find myself lulled by its promise
Of stability and periodicity.
What is a hard for me to interpret
Finds a silly explanation
And the atmosphere gets lighter.