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Plan Accordingly..

What’s That Saying About Insanity..!?? The Part About “Doing The Same Thing & Expecting Different Results..”

Now That The World Has Changed & Is Still Changing At A Pace Many of Us Cannot Keep Up With. We Must Strive To Take Our Lives In Our Own Hands Now More Than Ever.

If You Single or Blessed Enough To Have A Family: Financial/Retirement Planning, Health & Wellness Planning, Post-COVID Planning & Home Protection Planning Are A Few Things We Need To Consider Going Forward.

Plan Accordingly.

Or Plan To Repeat The Same Cycle of Activity.

Peace

Jupiter: Understanding

"Your Highness?" One of Hongseok's advisors knocks on his study's door. "There is someone in the courtyard who simply demands to see you. Should we escort them out?"

Hongseok sighs, he just had his coronation yesterday and he was so sure he'd spend at least a week in his study to sort out all the files and documents his late father had left for him. He certainly wasn't anticipating dealing with strangers on his property at the most ungodly hour of the day. "At four in the morning? What matter could they have with me at this hour?" Standing up and haphazardly navigating his way out of the maze of papers and books that accumulated untidily in his workspace, Hongseok shakes his head. Suddenly remembering a certain winged companion, he asked, "Are they wearing an angel costume?"

"Y-Yes, sire." His advisor blinks at him questioningly. "How did you-"

"Take me to them."

Needless to say, the young king breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of you unharmed, yet evidently impatient and pacing in his garden. Asking the advisor for some privacy, Hongseok addressed you. "What brings you here at such a late hour?" He couldn't help but smile, it had been a while since you'd visited him and he was glad seeing you still as ethereal and dainty-looking as always.

"Hogseok! Thank the stars!" You rushed to his side, the worry in the form of your creased eyebrows dissipated as you reached for his face. Hongseok instantly melted at your touch - an angel's touch, he thinks to himself. My angel's touch. "I didn't think I could stand another second with these pesky... miniature bees!”

Hongseok places his hands on top of yours and lets out a hushed laugh. “That’s not what they’re called, angel.” He lowers both your hands and finds himself lost in the galaxy that your eyes held. After a long pause, he finally explains, “They’re called mosquitos.”

“Mus-kee-toes?” You repeat, tasting the foreign word on your tongue. Furrowing your eyebrows again, this time in confusion. “They aren’t tiny bees?”

Again, Hongseok lets his shoulders shake a bit as he silently chuckles at your cluelessness. “You know for someone who came from such an intelligent colony in the most civilized planet in the galaxy, you’re plenty curious.”

“Are you calling me dumb, your Highness?” You step back, feigning a mocked tone but failing to stop a smile from forming.

Hongseok raises his hands in surrender, clearly enjoying the exchange. “I wouldn’t dare insult you, angel. I’d be no match for your brawn.”

“You are correct.” And in a flash, Hongseok finds himself in the air, several feet off the ground. Your arms wrapped protectively around his waist and sturdy wings spread out in flight. “But you forget that I excel in speed as well.”