
When I was twelve, I rode my bike to a local New Age shop most weekends. I would sit in the aisles on their scratchy, blue carpet for hours, devouring books on dreams, astrology, metaphysics, and the chakra system. In the summer of 1988, I saved my allowance to buy crystals, books, my first tarot and oracle decks.
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