this morning #1928.

this morning, i got this itching suspicion that i may have been cursed. for real. real old world stuff. for the last week, ever since i cut off that woman in traffic & she flashed this cryptic gesture at me while we waited for the light to change, shit’s been getting weird. for starters, i’ve stubbed my toe. twice. stepped in shit. thrice. totally messed up a work project. someone charged a ton of stuff to my credit card. now, this morning i went to the kitchen & discovered that a tiny creature or creatures had been feasting while i slept. awesome. i don’t know. maybe the curse is just in my head. maybe that lady was just acting dramatic. maybe it’s all a coincidence. sure as hell doesn’t feel that way though.