dear lottery
Dear Lottery, A letter to the elusive, dreamfilled entity that holds the promise of a life transformed. Dear Lottery,I know, I know, youre just a game. A chance. A fleeting possibility. But still, every time those numbers are drawn, a flicker of hope ignites within me. Its a fire that burns brightest when the bills pile up, when dreams feel distant, and when the weight of responsibility feels suffocating. I imagine your winning numbers whispered on the wind, carrying the sweet scent of freedom and opportunity. They whisper of a life less burdened, of a chance to chase passions long buried beneath the weight of obligation. Dear Lottery,I dont ask for riches beyond my wildest dreams, just a modest sum to ease the strain, to open doors that have been closed, to finally take that leap of faith. I picture myself handing you that winning ticket, a tangible representation of the chance Ive been given. The joy, the relief, the weight lifted from my shoulders its a feeling I can almost taste. Dear Lottery,I know youre just a game, a shot in the dark. But still, I cling to the possibility, the whisper of what could be. And maybe, just maybe, one day, youll whisper back, and my dreams will finally take flight.Sincerely,A hopeful soul