EXPECT GOOD THINGS

or How Not To Be Paralyzed With Fear When The Phone Rings Or Checking The Mail

I used to flick the mail keys in my hands three times.

Three perfect loops or I started again.

If I didn’t, I couldn’t check the mail.

Guaranteed bad news.

Of course, the ‘guaranteed bad news’ part is untrue and is some, as yet, undiagnosed pedestrian level OCD type behaviour on my part.

I used to hate checking our mailbox. For awhile it seemed like there …