14 More Years of Bad Luck

I've broken two mirrors in the last month.

At least my life will be consistent. I must have broken two mirrors 14 years ago, but have blocked the memory from my mind.

I priced them the other day at Wal Mart; a decent hand-held one is around eight bucks. Sheesh. I can't think of anyone, including myself, who would pay eight dollars to look at me.

Still, I need one when I shave my head.