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Dear Reader,
Yesterday the light divided in half and started tipping the other way, and the first morning after an equinox always feels slightly rearranged. Today’s number is the one that likes that.
Five is movement. News, change, whatever alters a plan you had considered settled at breakfast.
The hours tend to run oddly. Something cancels and something else arrives to fill the space, and the replacement is frequently the better of the two.
There is no chasing to do here. Leave a gap in the afternoon, take the unfamiliar road, follow whichever conversation makes you curious.
Five also makes people jumpy, and jumpy people send things they would rather have slept on. Let the large ones breathe until the weekend.
Whatever is meant for you keeps.
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