Feeling better

I'm finally over a ridiculous bout of bronchitis which I can only guess was a plot by some nefarious arch nemesis to keep me from my rightful lottery winnings. Employing occham's razor further, it's plain this can only mean that winning the lottery is my destiny. I for one am looking forward to it.


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I can't tell

If I'm sick and that's impairing my ability to win the lottery or if I'm just sick of not winning the lottery. Either way it still has not happened.

A quick summary of the last four days

Sunday: I did not win the lottery.

Monday: I did not win the lottery.

Tuesday: I did not win the lottery.

Wenesday: I did win the lottery.

Wenesday (correction): I did not win the lottery.

In a word

Nope.


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Not today

Not this noche.

A confession

It pains me to say this, but I've not been playing the lottery in recent days. I'm afraid I've let less important pursuits like work, family and home take up my time. I will even confess to finding a kind of peace. But, like so many things in life, this peace never reached the absolute, nor, I felt deep down, could it. I was left wondering, "Should I rest here? Cherish what contentment I'd earned through my various choices and toil?" The answer has been building for some time ever since I turned my vigilance from that most important goal. Today, dear readers, it erupts forth splendid and awful. My need lays it's self bare and I once more go about my task with the utmost dedication. YES! I will win the lottery. This will happen! Stand aside life for I have a destiny!

Also, I did not win the lottery today.

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.