Oh, darling, you’re feeling as twitchy as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs, aren’t you? Got that itch to do a runner, have you? But before you go swanning off like a royal on a gap year, you’ve got to face the music with a few pesky deadlines. Who knew adulting meant actually doing stuff, right? Your grand plans, as stable as a Kardashian marriage, are the carrot dangling in front of your nose, egging you on. You’re about as subtle as a sledgehammer in a china shop, but keep plugging away in the shadows, love. You might just achieve something worth bragging about. Now, for your lucky charm: a rusty horseshoe. And before you moan, remember, in this world, you’ve got to take luck wherever you can find it. Even if it’s from a piece of old horse’s footwear.

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