I used to think I was pretty unlucky - rolling a double six twice in a row when double six is the ONLY number that you don't want - that sort of thing.
Then I grew up a bit. Started to think about stuff a bit more deeply. I realised things like Luck, Karma, God and Santa are all nice enough ideas but they all rely on a flaw; that any of these forces give a rodents rectum about us individual unimportant insignificant specks of carbon. Reality says that things happen regardless of each of the billions of individuals wishes or preferences. I believe that - well, I tell myself I believe it. But it gets harder and harder to turn a blind eye when