All in the family

I always thought it was Pregnizone.

Anyway, if I were a superstitious person, I might think there was something to the fact that both AnnaRay and I have mutinous immune systems. But even though when I make or pick or buy things I have to do it in even numbers or sometimes in multiples of three, I am not superstitious. Not really.

Anyway, the point is, I am of the mind that there are no meaningful coincidences, no such thing as good luck or bad luck, and everything is pretty much random. The universe fires at will. I do not know if this is true; I just believe it, making me the parishoner of an odd little faith. Let's call it chaos.

Everyone's got to believe in something.

Anyway, since this world seems to me to have no inherent meaning, I am left to impose my own meaning on things, like why AnnaRay's immune system attacks her hearing and mine attacks my brain. There is a certain Twilight Zone irony that AnnaRay, whose idea of a peaceful and happy place is the bottom of a pool, has an ailment that could potentially isolate her from the rest of the world. I don't know what to make of my condition though. My real question right now is whether that pool was kidney shaped or Olympic size.