Should I find the correlation between the fact that I was born on a Friday the 13th and my seemingly unending amount of bad luck amusing? Or is my subconscious just playing roulette with my life? When bad things happen I have always said, "Well, I was born on Friday the 13th!" Yet, I still count the calender, getting amost giddy when my birthday once again falls on that special day.
So, no paraskavedekatriaphobia here! I have an affinity for black cats, broken more than my share of mirrors in my time... and I am sure there is a ladder in there somewhere too! I have always felt a bit special being the 'unlucky one', but wish luck would once turn my way, smile, and grace me with her touch.
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