Birthday karma

It’s my birthday. And- it’s raining.

No, POURING.

It’s like the gods have decided to turn their bathwater upside down on my head.

With wind. Gusty wind.

On my BIRTHDAY!

Life is so unfair. Especially in Seattle. In January. Ask anyone… they’ll tell you.

I trod steadily toward the bus stop. My left arm is becoming increasingly damp. Somehow, no matter how I angle my umbrella, my left arm always gets wet. It’s enough to drive a good woman mad.

I cross the street and then… as if in slow motion… I see it.  The gutter, overflowing with muddy water.  The truck, barreling towards me, gritty spray spewing from its tire like the wave behind a water skiier cutting hard across the wake.

This muddy gritty wave is pointed right at me.

I leap sideways, in my heels.

And somehow, miraculously, the wave of water passes. Only a few droplets on my shoe.

A man at the bus stop applauds.

Is it birthday karma? I wonder, grasping the handhold and trying to catch my balance. The bus is standing-room only and fogged over with the mouth-breathing of too many commuters on a cold, wet day.

It must be birthday karma.

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