I have realized that I am simultaneously the luckiest AND the unluckiest person EVER. Someone loves me, which is unlucky, and someone else does not, which is lucky. I am grateful for the un-luck and sad about the luck, and conflicted by the disparity. I am a philosophical tangle. I feel a book coming on - possibly a movie deal.
I am so good that I can't get into trouble even when I try. It's a most disturbing talent.
ETA: SERIOUSLY. Argh!
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