Happiness was not in the cards for me.
That's what my great aunt used to say. And then I started reciting that to myself at night, every night, since I was probably five.
I don't even think I knew what it meant. I just knew that it had been ascribed to me for some reason.
But then I thought about the grammar of it all. So I started writing it down instead of saying it aloud.
And it hit me.
I don't even play cards.
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