The Pipe Dream Is Over

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 For several years I faithfully played the lottery. I was hoping at one point and was sure I would win the huge jackpot so I could buy this large elegant chateau type house that was on the market. I ogled this house so much and even knew how I would furnish and decorate it once I was moved in. Oh, did I want that house so bad! I even went overboard on my budget and bought a lot of Lotto Max lottery tickets hoping I would have the correct numbers. I even calculated the possibility of numbers and combinations for more chances to win. I would fantasize all the time about this beautiful mansion and about how much life would be better owning a large estate and having all the luxuries I do not have now. It was a wonderful dream and the lottery helped me produce those dreams in my head but the let down was it did not get me the ultimate win I needed to buy that house! As time passed on the dream started to fade into a lesser mode of wishful thinking. I knew in my heart that the chances of me ever owning the mansion was extremely slim or next to nothing. I did however keep looking at the house on the real estate ads still having a small glimmer of hope that maybe one day. Well, one lottery drawing occurred and I was two numbers off from being sixty million dollars richer. That raised my spirits somewhat but not for long. That shortfall of those two missing numbers was like a teaser to me. After that incident I slowly lost interest in this lottery pipe dream and moved on. It wasn't long after the home was taken off the market, anyway. Oh well, it was fun to dream when it lasted!




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