
The next day I had the worst hangover that involved multiple trips to the bathroom, missed my Italian class, got pulled over, broke down on the side of the highway, and managed to fall down an entire flight of stairs in my dorm hall. Now this could have been just labeled as a bad day, however, I couldn't help but thinking maybe my actions from the night before contributed to this domino effect.
Still the skeptic, I countinued to get myself into trouble not believing that there would be any consequences. But it wasn't until yesterday that I truely became a beleiver.
My best friend has been getting into a little trouble with a married man, nothing serious, but they've had their innocent rendezvous. I myself have also been attempting to get with a taken man, so between the both of us, there is a lot of karma built up.
So yesterday on my way to an important meeting, my car breaks down. I couldn't beleive this was happening to me. I called my best friend to come pick me up and like a good person she gladly rolled out of bed and came to rescue me! If the car breaking down wasn't bad enough, my phone dies and I can't tell my insurance company the hell I am. As my best friend bares with the multiple phone calls and rude agents, we finally find a tow place. Now in the meantime we are unaware that her car battery is slowly dying, and then we both find ourselves stuck in the middle of the road with no one to help.
Bad luck, or just bad karma?
Sometimes I beleive that no amount of karma can ever repay the damages I've created for myself and others, but so far she seems to be keeping up quite nicely.
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