Bad Luck Blues

Sometimes I wonder about luck; I hear Lady Luck is a fickle mistress which is why I often disregard her as my own. I’m blessed beyond measure, at least that’s how I try to see it. I know that I’m blessed being healthy, having family, but it gets so frustrating some days. That’s why I have to wonder, is it luck or just not my fault that my job interview gets canceled (for the 2nd time) after I’ve already driven 30 minutes there? Or when my friends cancel on me for the 5th time, or my date flakes, or I get the 20th online scammer in a row, all in the same day? Maybe it’s not so much luck but you can still have rough points even when telling yourself you’re blessed because there’s always someone who has it worse than you. Forcing yourself to be unreasonably happy 24/7 isn’t healthy but counting blessings never hurts when you can pick yourself back up again. And who knows, maybe two things can be true as a true mistress is rarely a man’s only attachment.