I should have known the universe wasn't done with me yet. Yesterday, after I basked in the anticipatory glow of returning to bland normalcy, my fucking car broke down AGAIN. On my way to class. On the highway.
Seriously?
So this is what a cosmic joke feels like. Not funny.
Is my cosmic lesson to teach me the true value of humility (I did ask for it), or to drive me into the nuthouse?
This continuing cascade of misfortune does make me appreciate the good things in my life that much more, but it's starting to tear at the very fabric of my existence. Honestly, I don't know if I should just abandon all my ambitions and go into some kind of monastic seclusion.
Or become a mechanic.
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