With good reason, I get suspicious and frightened when things go right. I have learned certain truths during my time on this planet, not least that all events in the end conspire against me and that every rule and regulation I encounter has been tailor-made specifically to frustrate my progress. And yet. And yet. A lot of things have been going right lately. The system seems suddenly to have completely turned around in order to work with me, not against me.
I don’t want to be churlish about this. I want to give credit where it is due — to the gods and/or the ruling authorities on earth — but I also want to register extreme anxiety bordering on panic because some of the appealing things that have been happening to me are downright weird. Like this:
For three days running I’ve come out of my house to see two police officers patrolling my street.
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