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It started out simple. When you walked down 3rd street on the way to work, you sidestepped the ladders. While doing so, you soon developed the habit of jumping over cracks in the sidewalk. Fuck, who wants to break their mothers back?
Soon, you never cut your nails on a Friday. You bought plastic plates to avoid breaking ceramic ones - and you gave the uncracked ceramic ones to close friends. If you heard the lingering echo of footsteps on your apartment staircase, you would sprint back up to your floor and be stuck with paranoia that would invade you like a plague. If someone were to give you a bouquet, perchance, and there were red and white flowers together, you'd politely decline, no, no thank you, I'm allergic to bad luck.
Every morning, you got out of bed right foot first. You never put your left leg in your pants before your right, your right shoe must be located on your foot preceding the left. You got rid of your candles for fear of them falling over.
You stopped answering your phone, frightened at the thought of bad news, you threw out all of your mirrors (although they were wrapped in packaging kernels so as not to shatter) and burned all your umbrellas.
You'd like to call yourself "threat" free.
We'd like to call you crazy.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
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