I started reminiscing about Aaron yesterday in Third House Venus Dilettante Love Story

I had to put off going to Aaron’s apartment because it started to rain. It rained all through the night and into the next day a hard heavy rain. It was record breaking. We had more rain in that day than we had the entire year. Our lake flooded and the shore was piled high with leaves, sticks, trash and collected north Dallas debris. Hexagram 59.

As soon as the sun came out, my phone rang. “Meet me at the coffee shop.”

“Are we going to look at your files?”

“No.”

We ended up at the lake walking around with paper grocery sacks looking for anything “good.” Aaron said he was searching for these specific curly bits of foam. He had found a piece of it earlier in the day and he needed more. He wanted to use me for my eyes.

Eager to win points with the artist, I hastily collected several pieces of foam that turned out to be the “wrong foam.” He said “you’re getting carried away, slow down, try to feel what I’m looking for.” Then he uttered the words I will never forget. His Scorpionic mantra “It’s all about a feeling.”

So, I slowed down and tried to tune in. I found a battered one eyed Jack in the Box antenna ball that struck me funny, so I threw it in the bag. Ten feet away, I found another with a faded football helmet. And then another and another and another. Apparently the lake had been serving as Jack’s personal Valhalla until the storm purged his fallen warriors with the rest of the junk for one final battle. So, I, the Red Valkyrie dutifully set to gathering them from the field.

About 30 minutes and 20 Jack heads later, Aaron said “Let me see what you’ve got.”

His response to the vision of me shyly opening a paper bag full of miniature mangled heads was pure mania. Sometimes when you mix Leo with Scorpio, you get a subdued black cat. This was NOT one of those times. This was more of a neon yellow jumping spider kind of energy. As someone with a heavy dose of Leo/Scorpio energy myself, I immediately tuned in to the “Let’s go bat shit crazy just for the intensity of it” vibe.

We started rolling around on the ground , literal ROFLMAO in action. Passersby would look at us, unaware they were egging us on, unaware that an audience was all we needed to get to the moon. It just kept getting funnier and funnier. Aaron rolled over to sit himself up and noticed that he had acquired a tiny yellow piece of felt in the shape of a star on his arm.

He gingerly plucked it from his sleeve and held it in his palm for me to see.

“It’s a sign. Must go to synagogue.”

We were starting to come down. The hilarity had run it’s natural course.

After a pause he added “You know I’m Jewish, right?”

I just said “Yeah.” I don’t why I agreed. I didn’t know that before, but I guess I meant that I knew it now. Later, we found three pieces of fake fruit and hid them in the branches of a small bare tree.

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