For the last couple years, this front has not been a very accurate reflection of your inner depths. Too often, and sometimes with good cause, you've hesitated to unveil the totality of who you really are. I predict that this will change in 1999, however. More and more you'll have a knack for getting your persona to express the surprising truths about your rowdy, ever-churning soul. And it all starts in earnest now.
Some evolutionary scientists claim that humans' oldest living relative is the starfish.
I don't know about that, but I do know that you will have a resemblance to the creature in the coming weeks. That's because you will undergo a metaphorical version of the starfish's ability to regenerate a limb after it's been cut off. I bet you could land a jet on an aircraft carrier this week, Gemini. I bet you could seduce any cute flirt you wanted, break into a circus and steal a caged lion, and carve an award-winning likeness of Garth Books out of butter. For that matter, you could probably collect more socks for the homeless than anyone has ever collected, and do incredible feats of yardwork for low-income senior citizens, and figure out a brilliant way to score some free computers for the inner city school nearest you.