I wish I knew why bad stuff kept happening around me.  Yesterday was insane.  It started as soon as I left my apartment — a huge car accident had just occurred right in front of my building involving three cars, including one that was smoking and on its side, having been bashed in from both front and back by oncoming cars.  People were just gathering and looking, so it had literally just happened.  Later on, I got to the building where my eye doctor is so I could pick up my glasses.  I pushed the button to call the elevator, and the elevator door opened… to the scene of a woman yelling at a guy in the elevator who had gotten in and then collapsed on the floor.  (Yeah, I know — because yelling at him would bring him back to consciousness.) Then finally, I was on my way home and passed a restaurant just as several ambulances and fire trucks pulled up in front, sirens blaring and lights going. 

I’m hoping it was all just a one-day occurrence, and I’m hoping that karma swings back around and maybe good stuff begins happening around me.  Because honestly?  I don’t really have the wherewithal to deal with bad stuff happening around me, I don’t like being the cause of badness.