But isn’t “booby trap” such a funny phrase?
Why does something always come up and divert me from my smooth karmic course? Whatever! Because I am done with applications.
Ampersand is still missing but I’ve resumed a relationship with my mum, a little unwillingly, of course. Today, I finally put up “Missing Kitten” posters around the neighborhood with Jessica. It’s a strange feeling plastering posters around in public of something I’ve lost. Imagine if we did that with everything we’ve lost:
“Missing sanity! Missing happiness! Missing money! (Generous) reward, if found!”
I wonder if anyone would try to redeem the reward. So, I’ll wonder.