Karma Loves Me

Karma has been chasing me for a week now.

Wait, has it really been a week? Let me check.

Yep, 7 days in all.

The reward I earn for being ignorant is loving Karma.

Sure I made some wrong decisions, gave wrong directions, acted at the wrong moment, and more.

But I'm only a god damn human.

Like you, I have limitations and weaknesses.

Not like the almighty in the heavens, I have no capacity to keep up with everyday stress at a constant rate and yet you blame me for everything.

As Karma plays with me in every torturing waking moment, I constantly ask "why?"

Why me?

Why blame me for everything?

Why must you make me a bin for all the errors that you concocted?

Going on, I ignored everything that Karma threw at me including...

-The clothes that I washed earlier that quite mysteriously suddenly smelled awful

-The mysterious appearance of my new trait while sleeping

-The mechanical pencil and all other pens that suddenly disappeared

-The full load of schoolwork that I have to accomplish within 5 days

-The grueling thoughts about what next will Karma slam at my battered will

And as everything was going downhill for me, some bright light gave me some quick thoughts.

Because of Karma, I had to read, read, read like tomorrow was going to be Armageddon. Because of that, reading has become second natured to me now.

Because of Karma, I now keep myself awake at LRT's even though they're really cold.

Because of Karma, I realized that I can fall asleep even when standing up. Interesting.

Because of Karma, I now look behind my back at time to time.

Finally, Because of Karma, I almost aced my physics test. 1 more point and it could have been a perfect score.

So thanks Karma. Thanks for the love.