I hope you have your paraskavedekatriaphobia in check. It's Friday the 13th, and we'll have another one next month!
Even as a child I believed that unlucky things were lucky for me. Except broken mirrors - but that's because I was afraid of the sharp glass.
Since those wayward, precocious years I have cultivated a long list of unlucky things in which I allowed myself indulgence. Opening umbrellas inside, sighting black cats, making use of the number 13 whenever I can... these things give me a tidy feeling of security.
I must say the one major exception is that I always, always hold my breath when going past a cemetery. I am terrified of breathing in a spirit.
Have a happy Friday the 13th! Do something romantic for this, the perfect anti-Valentine's, day.
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