A Glance at the Future.

Last night while working, an older Indian gentlemen asked if he could read my palm. Granted, he was three deep in Grey Goose martinis, but his fellow barflies assured me that this was not a pick-me-up, but that he did in fact, actually read palms.

I've always been somewhat weary of fortune telling and things of that nature, not because I don't believe in it, but because I fear knowing things I shouldn't, or don't want to know. If I'm going to die next week, I'd rather just stay oblivious to it. 

To my amazement, my palm reading guru really captured some key parts of my character, as he told me that I should not fear a relationship with food, I shouldn't be as concerned with money as I am, and that even though my love life isn't that spectacular now that in my future I will have a "great love."

Anyone who knows me knows that these three things are actually somewhat huge contentions in my life:

• I am constantly on a diet that leads to no where, and even though food could quite possibly be one of my favorite things on the face of the earth, I always feel some sort of remorse when I eat something I really enjoy. Being thin is important to me, but food is just oh, so good.
• I've never really been shy in admitting that money is something that I consider to be necessary in the equation that leads to happiness. I'm not saying I need the biggest house on the block or the nicest car in the drive way, but no debt and an abundance of world travels is part of the (missing) puzzle piece to my 'perfect' life. 
• And my love life? Well, that's not really appropriate blog talk. But let's just say the gypsy hit the nail right on the head as far as my current love life goes.

Now, I could go on and on about all the things my psyche contemplated upon having my palm read for the first time by a drunken bar patron, but I'll just get straight to the point and throw out a couple questions that I've posed to myself...

Doesn't every girl in her early 20's have issues with dieting, money, and men? 

And even though he was pretty spot on with aspects of my character, should I take his readings into the future seriously?

My readings into the future did not reveal anything that was really intense or life changing - as he only informed me that I would have two children and live until I was almost 80. But I guess what I've discovered, or rediscovered, is that for me, the most enjoyable part of life is the mystery that's involved, and the curiosity of what the future holds. I may die in 65 years and somewhere in between here and there meet Mr. Right and have two kids, but the part I'm most excited about is the unknown that lies along the rest of that road.