No good deed

Last week I gave a “Goddess Gift” to someone who could use it. 

The gift is always unasked for. Always a gift, never a loan. A bright spot, I hope, during an unlucky streak. 

I want nothing back. Maybe an “ok I received it.”  But that’s enough for me. 

As I sent the gift last week, I thought well fuck. What meteor will fall out of the sky at me now?

As I duck and cover and lose my mind, I always wonder whether the universe would leave me alone if I would just pipe down and stay out of its way. I know plenty of people who have kept their jobs that way. 

Heck I wonder if I should drive like a nut and treat everyone like shit. Would I finally strike it lucky and maybe even rich?

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