in an attempt to free myself from many harmful habits of the past, i have now turned my sights on superstition. i'm Bosnian, so this is kinda like performing a lobotomy. growing up, we shifted, spat, blew, twitched, turned, knocked, coughed and crossed ourselves endlessly away from the evil eye and perhaps even into oblivion, that perchance being the case even with myself. i am so terrified that an evil djinn will overhear and sabotage any happy plans that i may have for the future that i am endlessly choked up, and not just from emotion. every morning on the way to work, i touch wood, like, literally, i stop and caress a tree. when a cat crosses my path, i cross myself and the road ahead of me, then switch streets and even counties, if possible. i wear red underwear, red strings, prayer beads (from every faith, just to be safe) and try not to cut anything, swear, sweat, or lie, on Sundays.
my therapist tells me that these are all just a series of lame crutches, but she has very obviously never had her Turkish coffee grinds examined or Tarot spread read. wtf?
the other day, someone asked me if i were given the chance to look into the future, what would i want to know? well, shit, i don't know that i'd want to know anything, because what if it's good and i jinx it, and what if it's bad and i can't move forward? i guess i'd probably want to see if i'll be 90 and still worrying about this.
who am i kidding? there's so much i'd want to know. for starters, i really want horses. will i ever get them?? the fact that i'm putting that out there just BLOWS away my previous notions on keeping super wishes to myself, but fuck it. serendipitous sprites must have ears and read, too.
look Universe - here's one i might like:
