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Yesterday was supposed to be a lucky day. Of course, I'm not superstitious at all but it would have been nice to have a lucky day. A day where everything goes right. I wonder what a day like that would look like?
But, naturally, yesterday was not such a day. There were no checks in the mail, no lotteries won. I was not any more productive at my art than I am any other day. I was not "discovered" by the art world at large and thrust upon a pedestal for all the world to worship and adore.
It was simply another day. At my age, perhaps that's enough.