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.