My standard response to the whole 2012 crap is, “COOL! I won’t have to pay off my student loans!” (at which point they look at me as if I’m insane and I add, “I’m not holding my breath.” :dubious:)
OTOH, I DO tend to be a bit superstitious myself, in some small, silly ways. :o
I have certain objects which I consider “lucky” or otherwise meaningful, and I keep them close.
I have, among the collection of rocks, shells, dried flowers, and assorted shit on my headboard, a stack of 3 flat, grey rocks from the Oregon coast, each smaller than the last, all stacked neatly. I make sure they are in order…if the little one on top falls off, I replace it immediately. Else, my day is BOUND to go wrong.
I also have a lovely little smooth, shiny Japanese river stone I like to take with me when I fly or otherwise travel…I like to stroke it to sooth myself and it has special meaning aside.
I KNOW rationally, that it is stupid, but yes, I do it. If those damn rocks topple, I set them to rights before I do anything else.
I have certain numbers/dates which hold special meaning for me which I likewise note. (11:11…have had a long history with that particular number combo which I think I’ve shared here before, I have a four-leaf clover I found, at 15, on March 16, which turned out to be the date of my much later son’s birth, am very partial to the number 3, etc…)
I don’t let such things run my life (a black cat crosses my path? Big fucking deal…walking under a ladder? Breaking a mirror? WhatEVER :rolleyes:) but I admit that there are certain things I use as talismans, if you will. I feel, whatever works. If setting those little rocks to rights calms me before a big day, or holding onto and rubbing that Japanese rock with my fingers calms me during a flight, so be it.