dear lottery
Dear Lottery, Its me again, your faithful admirer, the one who dreams of that lifechanging number combination. You know, the one who patiently waits for your benevolent hand to fall upon their ticket, bestowing a fortune beyond their wildest dreams.Every week, I anxiously clutch my ticket, my heart pounding with anticipation. I imagine the scenarios a new house with a sprawling garden, vacations to exotic destinations, the freedom to pursue longforgotten passions. My mind races with possibilities, fuelled by your allure.But, dear Lottery, I confess, my heart aches a bit with each passing draw. The disappointment stings, reminding me of the reality that, for now, my dreams remain just that dreams. Yet, I keep coming back. You hold a powerful grip on my imagination, a beacon of hope in a world where financial anxieties often loom large. You represent a chance, a possibility, a sliver of optimism in the mundane routine of life. So, dear Lottery, I thank you for the dreams you inspire. Even if they remain unfulfilled, you remind me that anything is possible, that fortune can smile upon anyone, even the most ordinary person. And that, dear Lottery, is a powerful feeling indeed.