I read this post on Facebook about the Law of Attraction.
Checked out the free videos, too.
For a fee, I would be given a secret prosperity prayer and an amazing attraction amulet.
I pressed the “Thank you, no” icon, closed my eyes and pictured all good things coming my way.
I sold some tee-shirts, a good paying gig came out of nowhere, and Joey’s granny starting giving me gas money for driving her grandson everywhere he needs to go.
I said, “His mom should be givin me money, not you.”
“It’s from her.
She gave it to me.
She thinks it’s going to buy her more time at my house.
She doesn’t realise her welcome is wrecked and worn way past reconcilliation but, as long as she leaves these dollars for me, I’m giving them to you.”
I thanked her. And I thanked the Laws of Attraction.
Joey swam his ass off yesterday. One third place and three first place finishes.
I sent his granny photos/videos from my cell.
I sent his mom nothing.
If it’s not football, if it’s not basketball, she doesn’t give a shit.
She was off work.
She could’ve attended.
Instead, she slept all day.
Okay with me.
Joey slaps his wet hand on my back, “Thought you’d be gone. Don’t you have a show?”
“Nah,” I said. “Cancelled. Shut down by the Law of Attraction.”