Even Keel

Day progresses with unaccustomed ease--subway arrives right away, there is no line at the post office, clerk at sandwich shop winks and charges less than she should, all articles of clothing remain both non-hideous and non-constrictive. Tell the Contessa, who says that I shouldn't Tempt the Evil eye. Think this very unhapply put, but even this unwonted pessimism doesn't harm mood.