BIPC is an acronym for the place where I work, and I run with a tree-hugging hippy-love crowd in an environment overrun with Red Americans. We are a group that tend to congregate at weird restaurants and bars with live bands. And when we throw a party, they are vegetarian pot-lucks.

There are some group 'traditions.' After dinner, when we've had a certain amount of alcohol, we do a one-card tarot read. Not that I believe in any of that, but it has been interesting how insightful these cards have been.

For about three years, since I've been part of this posse, I've have the knack for drawing downer cards: cards that by themselves have 'issues' stamped all over them -- like Death or The Tower -- or have negative meanings if drawn In Reverse (upside down). I remember one particularly dark card, drawn at the peak of misery two years ago, the Hangman: The more you struggled to free yourself, the binds that tied would grow only tighter.

At the last party three weeks ago, I drew The Sun.