Luck

It’s funny how I’m a staunch disbeliever in the existence of luck but it always has a way of creeping up on me as if to just laugh at me. And sometimes when I feel like it, I laugh with it. I like that idea. Its played its part in serendipity and just as suddenly as it appeared, it has disappeared.

May 29, 1963: The President stands by a bouquet of 46 red roses on his 46th and final birthday.

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Sometimes its just good to go to sleep early and let the results of spontaneity set in. Its almost 1am, guess that’s early enough.

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City by the Bay, (James TIlley)

City by the Bay, (James TIlley)

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Morn

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