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Sleepless Thoughts, Stiff Necks, and the Magic of 14

Oh, hey there. Not insomnia exactly, but I’m definitely channeling some clueless owl energy tonight. 

My mind is on a marathon, racing in every direction, despite the painkillers that are supposed to knock me out. It’s day three post-surgery, and after spending an entire day in bed, my neck is so stiff it feels like I’ve turned into a mannequin and the no voice at all. The glamorous life, right?  

I’ve always known I’m a bit of a random thinker. My brain loves to go off on tangents, often about the most useless things.

Tonight’s feature? My strange love affair with the number 14. Not gonna lie—I’ve always been the kind of person who reads into signs and assumes the universe is leaving me cryptic little messages. Stupid? Absolutely. Dumb? For sure. Can I stop? Not a chance.  

So, why 14? It just feels right. Even though in Chinese culture, it’s considered one of the unluckiest numbers because it sounds like “to die” (yikes), I can’t help but love it. Maybe it’s because an old love was obsessed with the number 7, and 14 felt like a nice double dose of it? Or maybe I’m just weird. Probably both.  

Then there’s numerology, which says 14 is all about adaptability, resourcefulness, and independence. It’s the energy of transformation and the reminder that you can handle whatever life throws at you. True or not, I kind of love the idea. It feels like it mirrors who I am—someone who romanticizes even the dumbest little things because it brings a bit of magic to the chaos.  

So here I am, stiff neck and all, counting 1, 2, 3… all the way to 14, over and over, hoping it’ll work some kind of pain-relief magic. Fingers crossed.  

Love,  
Chits (currently drowsy, slightly loopy, and definitely overthinking everything)  

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