I Moved to a New Apartment and Found a Photo of the Woman I Once Kicked off the Bus Into the Cold – Karma Hit Me Hard
People always say karma moves slowly, that it sneaks up on you like fog. I thought I understood that. I was wrong. When karma hit me? It didn’t creep. It slammed me like a fist to the face. My name is Carter. I’m 32. Up until last winter, I thought I was doing life right. I showed up. Paid my bills. Kept my head down. Simple. Safe. Then life delivered the triple gut-punch: I got fired from my city bus job two weeks before Christmas. Burned through my savings in