The Omen

I broke a mirror this morning. Technically, I didn’t break it myself or through an act on my part, it broke itself. I was holding my shaving mirror and minding my own business when all of a sudden, out of nowhere, one of the little round mirrors (there are two little round mirrors: one regular and one close-up) popped out and crashed to the ground and broke. Knock on wood I’m not a suspicious guy or I could be facing seven years bad luck. So that’s it, I’m going out for a walk now and maybe I might look for a four-leaf clover or find a horseshoe. See you later.

Hopefully.