dear lottery 6:00 p.m.
Dear Lottery,Its 6:00 p.m. and Im sitting here, staring at the numbers that could change my life. Every day, I dream of the moment when my name will be called, the moment when I finally win. I imagine the joy, the relief, the possibilities that would open up. Every evening, at this very hour, I find myself filled with a mixture of hope and anxiety. Hope that this time, the stars will align, and the numbers on my ticket will match the winning combination. Anxiety that once again, Ill be left emptyhanded, the dream deferred.But even though the odds are stacked against me, I keep playing. Perhaps its the thrill of the unknown, the chance to win something truly lifechanging. Perhaps its the simple act of believing, of holding onto a dream, even when it seems impossible.So, dear Lottery, Im writing to you tonight, not just to wish you luck, but to wish myself luck. I know the chances are slim, but I cant help but hope. After all, whats life without a little bit of hope, a little bit of dreaming? Sincerely,A hopeful dreamer.