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It’s Official

God hates me. That or I’ve done something to seriously fuck up my karma. Not only am I recovering from being sick with something that can only be the plague, but my car was literally smashed into and the axle and/or frame is now bent to holy hell. I swear I’m really not sure getting on an airplane is such a good idea. Ideas like mountain, midair collision, and plummet to my doom keep entering my thoughts.

I’m sure it’ll be fine, I’ve counted my bad omens and they do equal out to the magical three number that everyone always talks about. The thing that I don’t understand about all of this is that shouldn’t these ‘bad things that come in threes’ only happen to you like maybe once a year? I’ve already had a car fiasco this year and now, the situation is much worse. Not only does my insurance company probably see me as a very big liability, I’m almost certain my claims adjuster hates me. I probably still have paper on her desk from my previous accident. Deena, if you’re reading this, I’m sorry. I know I promised to not get into another accident for the year but goddammit, people don’t know how to drive out here.

I have to say one thing though, and I have been thinking about it a lot since this idiot smashed into my life. At least I’m alive. He could have been driving a monstrosity of a vehicle that could have killed me. Furthermore, he hit the side of my car that you pour gasoline into. Some mechanical defect could have caused an explosion had he hit it hard enough or something. I guess, I’m happy to be alive. It’s the strangest thing too.

Not more than three days ago, I stood in the shower, coughing up a lung and praying for a merciful death. One did not come and I cursed my misfortune. I actually had to suffer through another really bad cough/cold. Now that I have survived, at least in my mind, a significant automobile accident, I’m glad I’m still breathing. Funny how things turn out sometimes, don’t you think?

Well, regardless of what happens, I’m not letting it get to me. I haven’t broken down crying that some bastard killed my car. No, I haven’t done that yet, who knows if that will actually happen, I imagine it might. Especially when I’m given a rental car to drive around in while they either total my car or begin to repair it. I’ve really only thought about how excited I am to go see Nichole’s family. It’s been awhile, maybe a little too long since I last visited. I just don’t want to think about the bad things right now. Hell, I don’t want to think about them, period. With the end of the year looming, I’d like to start with a fresh slate and just hope that this next year, I won’t be reporting on another stupid driver out there.

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