The Tale of Good and Lucky

Play. Pause. Rewind.

That’s what it sounds like when a VCR rewinds.

I’ve always thought there was something very romantic about letting a VCR rewind. The perfect example being, of course, snuggling up with the person you care most about, (although perfectly acceptable solo too) and drifting off to sleep. Put that on a Hallmark card! **

I just moved in September. I’m finally living on my own, complete with apartment and my own knick-knacks. On my first day in my brand new apartment a neighbor offered to help me carry a few things in. Note to Self: I still owe him a JELL-O mold.

The city is different. So far I have made a lot of friends, some good, others bad, but every experience has been an adventure.

I’m running short of time. I apologize for the swiftness of this post, but I must bid you ado! It was very nice to meet you.

Before I go, I will tell you the tale of good and lucky.

Once upon a time, it was better to be lucky than good.
The end.

**Copyrighted by the author and/or co-author of Point Dexter and the Disco Lady. Suckers.