It's been a blur

Everyday for a week and half straight now, I've woken with my goal in mind, crisp and clear as a lake on a summer morn.

"Today," I tell myself, "today will be the day. The day I break my losing streak. The day I reach forth and pull from the ether my prize. Today, I will win the lottery."

But as the sun set each day, I altered my thoughts. I shifted my focus from the shattered expectations and bitter disappointment of another lost day. I concentrated instead on the next day, THE day I would win the lottery.

And so the cycle goes.

Exhausted

I'm so very, very tired of not winning the lotto. Each day is a struggle, but I will persevere. One day, that metaphoric giant sack with the dollar sign on it will be mine.

Not as of late

I've been so unable to win the lottery that it's beginning to effect my ability to post. I'll remain vigilant, however, so that you my fair reader will know on a daily basis whether or not I've won the lotto.

Neither ... Nor

...Yesterday...Today

Unbelievable!

I did not win again!

Updates

Saturday: No.

Sunday: Not in the slightest.

Monday: No metaphorical sack with dollar sign found (lotto not won).

Tuesday: It has but yet begun!

Friday

Friday, you cursed bitch. You were not the fulfillment of my deepest desires to bathe in easy, easy money. On the plus side, it's the weekend. Now I have more time to concentrate on winning the lottery.