confucius say -

we have a narrow little drawer in our kitchen full of fortune cookies.  it's the drawer where we keep the tin foil, and for some reason, leftover soy sauce from chinese take out.  since no one's been eating those complimentary little things, they've been accumulating in there alongside the reynolds wrap and yi pin packets.  

so i told myself i should reach in there and crack one open to see what kind of badly written destiny was foreseen for me - confidently printed in bright red ink, snuggled between two assuring smiley faces across that familiarly sized strip.  and of course, check out my lucky numbers & learn some chinese :)

i guess the future's mysterious, so we're more likely to believe in, or at least ponder, a darling piece of paper we had to work a little to get to.  i'm not saying that anyone takes fortune cookies seriously (except maybe in freaky friday), but i think most of us look forward to reading that little bit of insight about you and deciding if it's absurd or "so true."  

watch as your friends read them aloud; humans are so curious about themselves.  what a fun little phenomenon.  we're naturally always eager to learn and know more about the self.