However, passing creepy homeless guy burning shit in an alley and the seriously disabled day-care center on my walk to work today, I am reminded there is a big scale on which to rate a "bad day." All things considered, I'm fine. Just sick of the shit and I can't afford to deal with it all right now; financially or emotionally.But knock on wood. I am afraid of the collarary to Murphy's Law which states: there is no situation so bad that it can't be made worse.
And karmically, I can't tell if this is the downside to having some good luck in the past, or just a heaping helping of crap foreshadowing something good when the pendulum swings back. Blog will tell.
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