I should know better. Yesterday I wrote about how I (actually, someone else with my name) died a few weeks ago.
So all day long I found myself being hypervigilant, driving slower than usual, actually stopping when the traffic light was about to turn red, watching every step I take when I go down the stairs. The last thing I wanted was to die for real on a day that I wrote about "dying." I drove myself nuts.
And since I'm discussing death again, I think it's time for me to just shut up now.
Here here, there'll be none of that! Besides, if speaking or writing of death made it so, there'd be alot more famous authors dying alot earlier in their lives, so I think you are safe. :)and that makes me happy:)
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