A few weeks ago, I wrote about the signs the universe gives you when you're doing the right thing.
And sometimes you can be completely drenched in fateful circumstance which some would call 'a streak of good luck'. But the thing about good luck is, it's exhilarating, invigorating... but completely disarming. It is a double-edged sword, blessing you with opportunity, whilst simultaneously stripping you of the belief that you’re in control.
Because what do you do when your entire life seems to be one long thread of chance good luck?
When you are the Good Luck Girl, how can you believe anything happens by accident?