A truer horoscope I could not find

So I got up this morning, and after getting my daily iced coffee and blueberry muffin from Coffee Bean, I grabbed a weekend edition of the L.A. Times, and headed home to attempt the crossword puzzle.  I opened up the paper, and decided to read my horoscope, and immediately I was blown away with what I had read.  I am not one of those people who is addicted to reading their horoscopes.  I read it from time to time, nowadays only when I buy the L.A. Times, as opposed to when I just print the crossword puzzle from latimes.com.  I used to read it pretty regularly, and would either be emotionally uplifted by how true the thoughts were, or realistically bitter about how bogus and ridiculous horoscopes were.  But every once in a while, a horoscope comes along that perfectly and completely captures the essence of how you feel and what you believe, and today that horoscope appeared to me.

“You feel you’re engaged in the passionate pursuit of goals and ideals.  But to others you might look like a person sitting on a couch.”

Never have I read anything that captures my true state of being as much as this horoscope.  More often than not I feel like this is what my life has become.  I feel like I am trying to rid myself of all of the insignificant, meaningless bullshit that preoccupies our entire existence.  Buddha spent six years living in the forest, trying to rid his mind of anything and everything that he felt connected to, freeing himself from anything that would influence his decision making process.  Buddha spent six years in the forest becoming enlightened.  In this day in age, living in Los Angeles, sometimes the closest that I can get to exiling myself in the forest, is sitting on my couch with a book, free from anything and everything in this world that keeps me from thinking and acting and being my true self.  Sitting on my couch, trying to become more enlightened.