Today while on my walk to the car from my apartment door, I spotted a black cat out the window. Instantly, my mind is a hive of activity, reminding me of all the cliche's and superstitions associated with seeing a black cat. Needless to say, I entered the elevator thinking I was never going to see daylight again. Yes, I am a little over dramatic.
As the elevator reached basement level, I released a sigh of relief and continued on to my car. The way to the car was blocked.. By a man on a large ladder. Again, the mind kicks into gear.. "You can walk under that ladder, but with the black cat.. is that wise?" I squeeze past the other way.. All I need now to make this morning a complete luck disaster is to open an umbrella inside while I break a mirror!
To my amusement, I turned on the car to "How lucky can you get?" from the sultry lips of one Miss Barbara Striesand in Funny Girl.
What is the universe trying to tell me?
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