A Karma Macchiato
All sorts of weird things have happened to me this year. I had a cancer scare, a stalker, a mean guy dumped me and broke my heart, I got an ulcer and lost 15 pounds, then I lost my job and sprained my ankle. Oh, and I sprained my wrist too.
All of these terrible things have prompted my friends to ask me, one by one, that age-old question: "Why do bad things happen to good people?"
