I’m a Medium, But I’m Not Only a Medium
There is a funny thing that happens when people learn what I do for work.
For a moment, I can almost see the picture forming in their mind. Perhaps they imagine that I live in a permanent haze of incense, waiting for the next mysterious sign. Perhaps they wonder whether I am receiving information over the cereal aisle. Some people become curious. Some become cautious. Some look as though they are deciding whether it is safe to think anything near me.
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