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Not superstitious

Luckily, I am not superstitious. Sure I broke a $4 Target door mirror three years ago this July, but that didn’t faze me for a second. And today, when I dove into the street, twice, to avoid crossing the paths of what really looked like (two different) black cats, it was simply time to cross the street. The first one had little white feet, but the second one was the real deal—not that I care. I have never run faster in my life--and I totally won--but, of course, it doesn’t matter because I am not superstitious.

(And I certainly did not deliberately use the phrase “not superstitious” three times because it’s lucky, what with the whole “good things come in threes” business.)

((I actually used it four times because when I was in junior high I revised the “good things come in threes” to “good things come in fours” so that I could be different.))