Not Once, But Twice
Monday, September 18th, 2006
Strange. The road ahead of me was crossed by a black cat once on my way to work this morning, and once again on my way home. I doubt it was the same cat, as the incidents occurred several blocks apart.
I’m not sure if the superstitious would consider me to have a double case of bad luck, or whether the evening crossing undoes the bad luck of the morning crossing.
It was a pretty good day, too.¬† I didn’t have a reason to perceive¬†any doom or ruin.
Either way, I figure that the odds of that happening to one person twice in one day are pretty low.
