The Friday I Want To Avoid

   

   For the record I haven't been a superstitious person in a long time.  However for some odd reason over the years,  a list of mere coincidences have made me reluctant to make human contact with anyone on Friday the 13th.  Although it's an inevitable of doing so, Fate always has found a way to make it my worse day ever to the point I just want to sleep in.  Upon the last umpteenth years of my life and for as long as I want to remember I don't know how or why but somehow one way or another bad things have happened to me.

  In the name of all things good, IF there was a just and loving 'God' maybe this year will be different.  Maybe for once all of the planetary alignments just might be in my favor and it will be my luckiest day ever.  So far, nothing in my life has gone right. If it does, the chance of anything going my way doesn't last long. 

  Was I meant to be unlucky for the rest of my existence? There are just some things I want to know.  Sure -- (maybe)  there's a list of things that were my fault and why I'm this way.  But everything else I know were a chain of events which lead towards my one bad day for the month.  

  The good Lord knows I could go on and on why my life sucks. Yet after some much needed reflecting on my part I will always wonder about 'the why factor'.  Thinking about the bad events that occurred isn't healthy.  Sadly, I can't even put a positive spin on this except for the fact I'm always looking for hope. 

  Maybe if I had a soul to sell, I'd exchange it for next Friday to be the day where I start a blossoming romance which will lead to a meaningful relationship and a blissful marriage with loving children.  Right now, the Fates are reading this and laughing at me.  Perhaps the Devil is grinning from ear to ear wanting to seize this opportunity while knowing that I'll be screwed over in the end -- I can read the small print on her contracts... As for 'God'  he warns me to be careful of what I wish for.  

  One of these days I've got to stop flipping off the Fates and maybe something good will come my way.  Then again,  I'd like to have a reason not to give Fate the finger.  Yes, Karma has a sense of humor ( a sick and twisted one) but at least one day I will laugh about it after I'm dead. Nonetheless I suppose I can only look towards hope for the best day ever whenever that day may be.