Only once in my life have I gone to a fortune teller… It was in Vancouver in 1985 which means I was 26.
The Fortune Teller was an Asian man not more than a decade older than me and didn’t offer one piece of fortune telling prophecy.
Instead, what I remember was he told me to take care of myself, take care of my teeth, go to a dentist, eat fruits and vegetables, meditate, get proper rest and things of this nature.
All of it good advice however at the time I felt ripped off because I was expecting something different.
In hindsight what he was telling me was, “Don’t be afraid to invest in yourself… Which is about the best advice I’ve ever received.