Oh My Grimm! I've always been outgoing and gregarious, a born leader with a fiery ego. Born on July 29 I am Leo, hear me roar.
But now the Astrologers of the world say July 29 means I'm a Cancer. A sensitive, touchy-feely, empathic crab.
This explains why I got my tail out of management to get back into doing psychotherapy, no doubt. I got bumped from the fire sign and sputtered into the water. As a Leo, I knew I was always right, even when I was flat out wrong. As a Cancer, I'm too unstable to know if I'm right or wrong, but I'm just so much cooler and laid back. I could tell you what to do when I was a Leo, but I'll listen to you now.
Yes, this is going to work. Well, I mean, I don't know for sure, but I sort of feel like this is going to work.
