I used to think lucky charms were a real thing when I was a little girl. I had a rabbit’s foot and everything. [How horrible! A poor bunny’s severed foot is supposed to be good luck? Not for the rabbit…] But no matter. The powers-that-be have proven me wrong. There are no lucky charms to be had… except in the cereal aisle. [And I don’t want those. I’ll eat some of those less-than-healthy cereals, but not that one. Gross!] But what do I know? Maybe I just don’t get a lucky charm. Hm… is this one of those things where I’m supposed to believe it’s true and then it will be? Oh… bite me.
I thought about posting a blank space. But that seemed wrong. Instead, I drew something I find beautiful when I see the real thing… and it may or may not make wishes come true.