Don’t ask, don’t tell.

I have turned into a superstitious old woman who throws salt over her shoulder and walks a wide berth around ladders.  I don’t quite know when I became that woman, but she’s here, and she’s taken over.

Wait, that’s a lie.  I guess, now that I think about it, I have always been superstitious.  I’ve always refrained from talking about certain things for fear that once you talk about it, it will not happen or it will go wrong.  There were times when I didn’t even want to think about things, much less mention them out loud.  (Why, yes, it seems I’ve always been a little crazy.) 

Right now is one of those times.  I don’t have anything big going on in my life, but I’ve got a few things brewing that I would like to see happen.  I’ve got a few hopes.  But I’m so afraid that by even thinking about what would happen if these things, well, happened, that I would just jinx it all.  I’m afraid that if I plan, I might as well kiss it goodbye.  But have you ever tried to not think about something?  It ain’t easy.

So excuse me while I go busy myself with anything and everything I can do to keep my mind from wandering.  I’ve got a long day of being crazy planned. 

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