Once upon a time...

Rather matter-of-factly, one evening while celebrating a dear friend's brithday, I was given a psychic telling of my past (or future) Life.

From across the bar table, this young sir reassured me that I had been in a tribe of gypsies; my role in the tribe, though, was that of the Distractor, or the one who danced while my tribe looted and stole from passers-by.

This was the best compliment I've received in a long time...