a common saying in germany is that broken china brings luck – taking things literally i broke my grandma’s irreplaceable meissen forget-me-not plate last night and followed it up with an ever so slightly less valuable pink cup today – but so far no luck whatsoever – only my beloved almost hitting me and breaking my nose with a cricket bat, a hole in my favourite skirt and a funny ache in my throat – so, i’ll put behind all my superstitions*, try not to break anymore valuable china and live happily ever after


* this includes late-night candle-light tarot sessions, where i’ll already know the outcome (i say barbaro, you say hot plate, thank you very much) anyways