Long before The Weekend's song "Star Boy", there was an OG star child... Me! I was in Santa Monica the first time I got approached about this. A homeless man looked at me with the same excitement and nervousness (I can only describe as the girls getting out of the limo on The Bachelor). [Side Note: can you believe Raven didn't win?! WTF] Moving on, naturally I just said to the homeless man, "Sorry I don't have any money." This guy said "I don't want your money, I am in the presence of greatness...you are a star child". Not thinking much about it, considering he literally poops on the street...I went on with my life.
The second time, I was in New York many years later; and I had my palm read. Before she started she said "Wow, I have never read a star child's palm before, this is so exciting." Again, I thought it was weird, but I thought homme-girl was just trying to butter me up so I would tip her more...so I didn't think much of it.
The third time, I was at work talking to a client and telling her about whatever drama was going on in my life at that time, and how I always seem to take on other people's problems as my own. She laughed and said "Of course you do. You are a star child". I didn't know what she meant, so I went home and googled. ...It was like reading my autobiography. -Well except for the alien head thing. "I'm a motha-fuckin star boy." -The Weekend.
