Oh, Stevie Wonder, I don’t remember when or where this song came into my life, and honestly, right before I hit the play button, I couldn’t remember exactly how this one went for whatever reason. Â I knew that I liked it but assumed it was just because you made it. Â But then that guitar started playing and I remembered why your last name is Wonder. Â I also realized I’ve never paid attention to the lyrics. Â For one thing, I always thought “thirteen-month-old baby” was “thirteenth month of maybe”, which even though I had no idea what that meant, sounded really cool and really superstitious. Â So maybe I’ll just use that for something else since you technically didn’t sing it. Â Only inspired it. Â And obviously I knew this song was about being superstitious, but I didn’t realize that it was about how being superstitious is not a good thing. Â Which I can get behind, Stevie Wonder. Â I’m not super superstitious, but I’ve got my stuff. Â I will absolutely pick up a penny to avoid bad luck. Â And as I’ve established before, I am scared to death of demonic possession, so a Ouija board is right out. Â I also have a tendency to doublecheck if all the doors are locked 2-4 times before I go to bed every night. Â So I guess some of this might just be OCD? Â I don’t know, Stevie Wonder, but whatever I’ve got, this is a pretty great soundtrack to go along with it.