But once again, my hopes were dashed.
But I’m used to it. It’s happened dozens of times over the years.
But I was hoping this time would be different.
I’ve daydreamed about what it would be like, sometimes in quite a bit of detail.
My wife and I have talked about what we would do.
But all to no avail.
So much for manifestation.
Maybe someday I’ll win the Powerball lottery.
I guess last night just wasn’t my turn yet, nor anyone else’s apparently.
Which means I get to buy tickets again this week, since that seems to be a rational response.
If I thought it was a good idea to buy the tickets yesterday, and the jackpot has increased even more for the next drawing, then I’m sure Dan Ariely would tell me it’s the rational thing to do.
And if I lose again, then I can blame Dan.
In the meantime, it’s back to daydreaming…
*image from Lewis Kama