Friday the 13th

13th November 2020

This day seems plagued with bad luck. With horror and some link to bad things. But I woke today to this smile, to these eyes, to this person and I can’t help but feel lucky. Every day is a four-leaf clover sort of day. Even the days like today where everything feels like a blur. Even through the haze, even on the unluckiest of days, good god, I can’t help but feel like the luckiest man alive.

Remember when I did that deep dive into haiku and 3x3s? Well, this is a 3x3 breaking the rules because it is Friday.

You’re an entire

field full of

four leaf clovers.

This is a poem from my book ‘Mind Noise’ on this very topic. Have an amazing Friday Substackers.