dear lottery
Dear Lottery,My fingers trace the familiar, worn letters of your name, a name whispered in dreams and etched in countless fantasies. Dear Lottery, you are the phantom promise, the whispered hope, the tantalizing possibility that dances at the edge of my imagination.I dream of your embrace, of your digits aligning in a symphony of fortune, a chorus of zeroes resonating with the melody of my wildest aspirations. You are the whispered secret, the shared wish among millions, a universal language of longing and desire.You hold the key to doors I havent even dared to imagine, a portal to a reality where financial burdens melt away, replaced by a symphony of possibilities. You whisper promises of travel, of helping loved ones, of a future where dreams are no longer held hostage by the constraints of reality.Yet, even as I crave your touch, I know you are elusive, a fickle mistress who bestows her favors on the fortunate few. You are a game of chance, a gamble played with dreams and aspirations. But even in your capriciousness, there lies a certain alluring charm.Dear Lottery, I write to you not with demands, but with a quiet longing, a yearning for the day you might choose me, a day when my name is called from the spinning cage of fate. Until then, I hold onto the flicker of hope you kindle, a flickering candle in the darkness, a testament to the enduring power of dreams.Yours,A Dreamer