I came home from work the other night to find my full length mirror had, for no reason that I could see, detached itself from the wall and face planted, Shattering a million little shards of “FUCK YOU!” Into several pairs of shoes I’d lined up beneath the mirror.
I pondered for several hours the superstitious ramifications of this situation but came to no real conclusions except that god isn’t real and luck is just a scapegoat for our own personal failings.
Refusing to let a random act of bull-Shit send me into a funk, I decided to try and turn the event into something more creative.
I made the following video, painted my face, and went about taking some creepy photographs.
Now I have to clean up the large mess in my kitchen that I made out of the large mess in my bedroom…