“I know nothing about magic” by Sasha at her kitchen table

Wednesday March 4, 2020
8:31pm
5 minutes
The Books Of Magic
Neil Gaiman

I don’t know what all of these ding dang hippies are talking about with the Mercury gone to retrograde and the full moon whizzy wazzy! It’s like everyone drank the same cocktail and it’s not good! It’s not looking good! Look. What I’ve learned in my forty-nine years on this God forsaken planet is that what you see is what you get and there’s no jumbo rumbo going on, no master plan, no big guy in the sky counting his money. There’s worms in the earth, or there ain’t. There’s apples on the tree, or there aren’t. There are good people, and there are bad people, and one way or another you’ll figure out which one you are, and which one your neighbour is, and that’s just how it goes! When did everything start to “happen for a reason”?! Je-sus!