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I was standing in line at the post office this morning. Woman behind me muttered to herself. Something went wrong on purpose just to mess with me today. I laughed. Not out loud. Just that little breath through your nose thing. Because yeah. That's the contract we all sign without reading it. The world wakes up. Checks its schedule. Decides today's the day it picks on you specifically. Your shoelace breaks. The printer jams. Someone takes your regular parking spot. And somewhere in your brain a v