dear lottery 6:00 p.m.

Dear Lottery, 6:00 p.m. The clock ticks relentlessly towards 6:00 p.m. My heart thumps a steady rhythm in my chest, a drumbeat of anticipation. Each second feels like an eternity, stretching out like the long shadows cast by the setting sun. Dear Lottery, oh dear Lottery, you hold the key to a world I can only dream of. You promise escape, a chance to rewrite my story. You offer a life free from worry, a life filled with possibilities.6:00 p.m. The time is upon us. The numbers will be drawn, and my fate will be sealed. Will this be the night my dreams take flight, or will the cruel reality of another day settle in? Ive dreamt of the moment for years, picturing the phone call, the shock, the tears of joy. I imagine the relief washing over me, the weight of my burdens lifted. But the clock continues its relentless march towards 6:00 p.m., and I am left with nothing but hope and the lingering taste of possibility.Dear Lottery, please, just this once, grant me my wish. Let tonight be the night my life changes forever.