Although I’m loathe to include any personal entries on this site, I feel compelled to write about something odd I saw today. I was (and to an extent still am) having a terrible day, and on the way home I spotted something odd: 24 magpies.
One for sorrow, two for joy… and all the rest. Now, as I recall, the things you get for seeing more of them get better and better as you go. Six is for gold, seven for a secret never told. Twenty-four must be one hell of a great thing; and I know what I want.
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- More soon.