Hap

I’m hapless at happiness. Any hap that can happen is haphazard in my quest for pure joy. A fortune teller in Hapsburg wished nothing happy for Mom at my birth. My happenstances are dim, I can’t reverse the curse. Ask Mom, she’ll happily agree I’m the ruin of her life. I’m an unfortunate misfortune that happened to occur. 

inspired by:

https://lindaghill.com/2024/08/23/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-aug-24-2024/ 

published in Substack:

https://open.substack.com/pub/nolcha/p/mind-twist-monday-82624?r=xwogn&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&showWelcomeOnShare=true