Superstitions

Throwing salt over your shoulder, not walking under a ladder, opening an umbrella inside avoiding a black cat and so on and so on; I have always thought superstitions were silly and ridiculous things until I recently discovered I have a superstition. I have to hug the person that is dropping me off at the airport, or if I am dropping someone off I give them a parting hug. The last time I flew Sara dropped me off at the airport and I gave her a hug. Afterwards while waiting for my plane I realized that I always hug the person who is flying or the person dropping me off. As quickly as I realized I do this the thought flashed through my head “Well what if that is the last time I see them?”

This is where the superstition comes into the equation. I have never been dropped off or dropped someone off who is not planning on returning. So why would I think they might never return. Logically the chances of them dying or not returning are almost none, so it is an ill logical response to the act of flying. Logically Sara has a greater chance of dying on the road than she does in an airplane crash but I don’t hug her before she leaves work everyday.