There’s an old song that goes something like, “I didn’t
have no luck till I had bad luck.” I used to really like
that song. I’d nod my head, and yell “have mercy” every
time I’d hear it. That’s me, they understand it’s so, I’d
think. Then I’d joke. Pitiful me. Tough luck all around.
That was then, in the adolescence of my brain and my
opinion of reality. Nowadays I believe I’d rather sing, “I
didn’t have any luck till I looked at it differently.”