When I was in College, I learned how to read the tarot as a hobby. I even did some readings for friends. However, I stopped when I had this scary experience of feeling what one of my friends felt. Empathy or claivorance, whatever it was, it was weird. Moreover, my religion frowns on fortune telling and being the obedient girl that I am, I packed my tarot cards in its box, wrapped them in a silk scarf (to preserve the energy) and buried it under my stuff.
Even if I haven't opened the box in years, I can still remember what the cards represent and if I can remember it right (hmm...might as well check my trusty tarot book), five is not a good number. It is a number of uncertainty. Things may turn out good, or it may turn out bad. The five of wands mean obstacles. Five of cups mean sorrow. Five of swords, defeat. Five of pentacles (coins), destitution. Of course, there are ways to go around these, but nevertheless, the presence of those cards in a reading is an omen as it is.
Maybe that's why 2005 was so unremarkable. Am no numerology master, but there was a number "5" in last year's numbers so I assume it's a year of the "5". Uncertainty definitely prevailed that year. There were horrible things that happened, yet there were uplifting moments to draw us from the septic tank of despair.
On the other hand, 2006 looks better than 2005. Again, I assume this because of the presence of "6". Six is the number for balance and equilibrium. The six of wands mean good news; Six of cups entail happiness; Six of swords, journey; Six of pentacles, sharing of prosperity.
Nevertheless, numerology and tarot cards aside, I still feel that this year will be a good one. Yes, bad things will still happen, but things will turn out for the better. When you're down in the pit, there's no way to go but up.
Up, we will definitely go.