Can You Read the Universe as a Text?
I’m not superstitious, but I do think God winks at me (which, okay, is believing in omens, which yes, I confess, is superstitious-adjacent). It’s not that long a story but you’ll still have to wait for me to share it in some future post, but the short of it is, for the past twenty years or so, whenever I shit myself, I expect good news to follow!
Ergo, all day today, I will be refreshing my mail app, hoping for an acceptance from McSweeneys or the New Yorker!!!
Probably no such glad tidings will arrive and at the end of the day I should just be grateful if none of my kids have scraped their knees all day.
Nonetheless!!!! I plan to tackle the apartment cleaning with vigor this morning, maybe even cook dinner early, all in anticipation of celebrating tonight!!
(I mean, the worse case scenario is that I end up celebrating booboo-free knees,1 which is still pretty awesome).
Any particular recurring thumbs-up from above in your life? Signs and wonders that make you feel a little less alone? What is it? What are they? I’d love to know. Please share in the comments if you’re feeling brave enough to be so vulnerable!
I hope you’re well and feeling loved today :)
My much lower-stakes version of Pascal’s wager.
Wow! The New Yorker! Wishing you the best of luck. Whatever the outcome, you should be on top of the world knowing you've written -- and finished -- something great. Finishing alone is a win.
And add to that, no scrapped knees? The greatest joys are the simplest ones.
Okay, so: no emails from anywhere about stories submitted being accepted. No unexpected financial windfall. No stranger offering to bequeath their million dollar house to me because my kids were cute and they said they liked it as we wagoned past.
But also? No skinned knees.
But also? One son fell on his hand and scraped it a little. My daughter fell off her scooter and needed a band-aid for the scrape she got on her hand. (It actually looks infected!)
But also? Dinner was delicious and made early so I could cuddle on the couch with the kids while they watched tv before we ate. And it's nice the laundry is done and floor (kind of) swept.