I know it sounds ludicrous, but for some time the number six was following me around! I won’t say where it kept showing up for security reasons, but it was rearing its ugly head everywhere. I’m happy to say that from the moment I landed in Miami a new number has replaced it; seven. I’m a happy camper now, as I’m sure it’s a sign of things to come… good things!
Then again, it could just be a coincidence.
Another of my favorite Pixies songs: