So Sorry

I have been a bad blogger lately for personal reasons. And yet, the funny thing is that my life goes on whether you can read about it or not. I have developed a new superstition. The quality of the rest of my day is now determined solely by the number of cats I see resting in windows on my way to work. On Thursday, I saw about five lazy cats of varying colors, just hanging out in South Philly windows, waiting to bless my day. Today, I saw exactly no cats. It's funny how random these things are; how desperate I am at this point in my life to find some sense or meaning that I will let these things determine my mood. It's ridiculous how I consider myself an athesit and yet adhere to all this magical thinking.

Comments

Anonymous said…
"Jesus is magic."
~c
Aimee said…
Thank you, C. You are magic too. You and your Mary Green.
Anonymous said…
its seems to me like you have a good job and your own place in the gloriousness that is philly, fun friends, and are very well written- the number of visible cants wont change any of those things . . . . so whats wrong aimee????? :(
Anonymous said…
wait, was your thursday better than friday? does seeing more cats portend a better day or is it the opposite?
Anonymous said…
puhleeeze give us your bachelor recap, cats or no cats.
Aimee said…
I have a post to put up for Bachelor--I just couldn't get Internet access for some reason last night. Hold your horses!

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