When I was little, I went through a lot of phases, but there is one in particular that was kind of weird.
I used to pretend I was dead all the time.
One time I took a bubble bath and I purposely filled the tub with bubbles and put my head under the water to make it seem like I had drowned.
Another favorite activity was jumping on the trampoline with my sister and then pretending I somehow landed awkwardly and died. After she started freaking out, I would get up and yell, “Acting!”
“Brilliant!”
For some reason, nobody ever thought this was funny.
But then a few years later, I was jumping on my trampoline when a bunch of bees that had nested underneath it flew out and stung me all over my body. Finally, my life had actually been in danger and no acting was needed as I ran into my house, screaming like a little girl.
And that, my friends, is karma.
