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It's funny - because I remember as a kid and well into my teens I *loved* Friday the 13th. It was my favorite day.
Then it stopped being anything at all.
At some point I realized that I had taken on the cultural "Oh no - bad luck!" without really *meaning it*. It was like it had just seeped into my head "that's what you say about it".
That's the danger of just letting these things slide passed you without thinking too hard about them. Even completely ridiculous things like having an opinion about a day of the year. Because "mainstream culture" has a way of just sliding in and making no sense whatsoever - and if you're not going to make any sense, it should be YOUR version of "not making sense"! :)
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I wasn't sure I was going to be able to write something this week because I wasn't feeling the motivation, but somehow I managed to knock something out last night, so now I'm good. Though nervous about the content.
I like Friday the 13th. Although, I personally have several memorable (and not all good or all bad) events/anniversaries that fall on the 13th, so that tends to make it more about that than the "ominousness" that is the Day.
Think I have an idea. Might be able to get the bones down today. That would be a good thing.
I'm not a big believer in such issues. More recently, we've seen workers wrap a ton of tape around a ladder to a scaffolding on a sidewalk, making it IMPOSSIBLE to walk under said ladder. I think that's a bit of overkill.
Different people need different things to get through their days/lives. If it works for them, there's no point in criticizing it!
Anyway so yeah Friday the 13th turned into an evil day and then an unlucky day. Weird. Having many pagan leanings myself, I like to look at Friday the 13th the way the pagans do - as a day of beauty and a symbol of the cycles of life.
I'm still working on....three different approaches to this prompt. It's hanging me up because it's a (I read this on the internet so it must be true) misquote of a Saint Hilary sentiment...I'm trying to get to the heart of the intent of the line. Hmmmm....
Actual moment of panic: when the NYE ball dropped in Times Square on December 31, 1999. Logically, I knew it wasn't a big deal (just a one number increment, and the millennium technically started in 2001), but I did have this moment of caught breath, as though I wasn't quite sure if the universe was going to continue to exist in 10 seconds ... 09 ... 08 ...