karma

This morning, I crossed the path of a snail. I could see where she was headed, and she still had a long way to go until she was out of harm's way. I stooped to pick her up and hurry her along. Good thing I did: seconds later, a bird went potty. If I hadn't taken the millisecond to move that snail, I would have gotten crapped on.



I lost my wallet. To find it, I retraced my steps. I almost ran over a snail with my bike tire. Luckily, I saw him in time, and carefully placed him in a safer location.

I returned home, having had no luck finding my wallet. But then, Lo! It had fallen out in the most perfect of places: my bedroom floor.