I must confess: I don't believe in superstitions, because, well I
think they are stupid. They should be called stuperstitions. Get
it?!
I never understood them. Black cats, broken mirrors, Friday the
13
th, walking under ladders its all crap. When I
find myself in a building with more than 13 floors 99% of the time
there is no 13th floor. Does it really fool any one into thinking 13
is really 14? I don't think so. I know people believe all this
stuff, so let them. There isn't enough room in my head to think
about it.
I have more important things to think about.
Like what nail
polish to use on my next pedicure! Yep that deserves space in my
head!
Love,
Wendy
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