dear lottery
Dear Lottery,I write to you today with a heart full of dreams and a wallet full of hope. I know youre out there, a mythical being whispered about in hushed tones and fueled by the collective desire for a life free from financial worries. I dream of a world where the bills pay themselves, where vacations arent a distant memory but a tangible reality. Where the burden of work is eased by the luxury of choice, where I can finally chase my passions, unburdened by the constant pressure of survival.But dear Lottery, I know youre not just a magical solution. Youre a fickle mistress, a chance encounter with fate. You offer a fleeting glimpse of paradise, a momentary escape from the ordinary. And yet, I cant help but hold onto the hope that you might choose me. I imagine the moment the numbers align, the confirmation of a life changed forever. Its a daydream I hold close, a beacon of possibility in a world often painted with shades of gray. So dear Lottery, I whisper my plea into the wind. Hear my desire, my need, my dream. Let fate decide, let the numbers fall as they may. But Ill keep playing, keep hoping, keep dreaming. For who knows, maybe someday, youll whisper back. With hopeful anticipation,A Dreamer.