March 6, 2019
My fascination with skip trains continue. Add to this my curiosity about what it takes to luck upon right timing. It's possible, yes? To will the universe into giving you luck? Others would call it "doing one's best" or "hard work," but where's the whimsy in that. Just this "morning" when I had overslept again, I asked the universe to stretch the 45 minutes I had into 3 hours' worth of nonsense activity. Anything to psych me TF up. I arrived at the office with 20 minutes to spare. Score. I feel Groundhog Day-ish again. Alarm bells. Walk. Run.