I have been wondering if there is really a curse in life. If it exists, who creates it? Surely not Him?
Ever experienced an embarassing or annoying situation not just once but twice, thrice, many times? Ever felt like you’re just walking in place, not gaining any progress no matter how hard you try? Then you might start to think that you are cursed.
I can’t get up early if I can get up late. That’s a curse. I’m often stuck in the middle of writing a story. That’s, of course, a curse. I have so many plans but often end up doing nothing. That’s surely a curse, right?
Mm… when I think about it further, I think it’s LAZINESS, not a curse. But maybe they (or he or she or whoever) curse me to become LAZY? But then again… is there really a curse???
I really have to admit (with so much embarrassment) that it’s not a curse at all but my laziness. I am so lazy!
Can you curse me not to be?
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P.S. The title is ‘copied’ from Faith Hill’s song, This Kiss This Kiss, without her permission, of course 
