Black Hole of Bad Luck
Without getting into the gut-wrenching details of it, I fear M and I have found ourselves in a black hole of bad luck. No beating around the bush with airy-fairy words like "karma" any longer. Down right bad luck is what hit us yesterday. And what does one do when they find themselves knee-deep in "why me"?
They go christmas shopping.
They go bowling.
They eat poutine.
They drink tea.
They drink beer.
They hug a cat.
They hug a friend.
And they look forward.
1 comment:
Poutine is the secret of turning things around!!
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