Journal

Today is Wednesday, the 13th of August, and the calendar hands us a double delight - it's not only the monthly arrival of my favourite number, but also International Left-handers Day!

Triskaidekaphilia isn’t just a fancy word I learned to impress ghosts at parties. It’s a state of being. And the truth is... I’ve always felt a bit 13. Not quite square with the world. Slightly sideways. A little out-of-sync in a way that’s sometimes inconvenient, often confusing, but mostly — strangely — magical.

I’m here to celebrate something that’s always been close to my spooky little heart: the number 13. Maligned, mistrusted, and mysteriously avoided by hotels and cowards alike, this poor digit gets a bad rap—and I, for one, think that’s gloriously unfair.