Never mind asking, "What is my sign?" (It is Sagittarius, but that explains or predicts very little, in my worldview.) It is more apt to ask, "What is your saga?" Now we're talking. Epic tales of conquest or defeat; heroic journeys; enlightening discoveries; noble orations.
My saga is in progress.
It is often ordinary but sometimes surprising in its twists, its shocks, its steps, its songs.
Isn't that what I've been reciting or humming here, my saga?
Characters come and go.
The tune morphs.
The plot thickens.
Or thins.
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