I don’t think I have ever been this depressed in my life. Events seem to be occurring and impacting on me in the most opportunistic ways. I feel like I keep playing the lottery and the big red ball never seems to roll by but rather, it feels like I am standing on top of a hill and most torturously, I can see the big red ball rolling around but never pass me, thus prolongs thy sickly days.
More realistically, it feels like all my numbers keep popping up the tube in the lottery machine but the last number never seems to be sucked up and thus, missing out on the jackpot. And it is the jackpot that everybody desires. But I can never seem to capture all the winning numbers. How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable the game of lottery is. A cruel game played by fate where all my numbers will never show up.
I feel drained after all my attempts of playing the lottery. I have even scaled things down and unpregnant of my cause, tried my luck and skill with the scratchies. I think I have endure enough slings and arrows of outrageous fortune and it is getting to the point where I no longer feel like playing; the pain of waiting and watching for the last ball to drop is crushing and demeaning for who would bear the whips and scorns of lottery.
But now I have given it up for I am no longer a rogue or peasant slave to it. Out of my weakness and melancholy, I have discovered a far more addictive and less predictive means of gambling.
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posted by tykang @ 9/22/2005 10:34:00 PM
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