hildy bakes a cake


The logical part of me insists that superstitions are stupid.  

The logical part of me insists there’s no such thing as “jinxing” something.

Then there’s that other part of me, the one that pushes all logic aside.

Take this scenario for instance: I get some good news. News about something that’s going to happen in the near future. I could get excited about it. I could celebrate it. I could tell people about my achievement.