June moves into the home stretch! And onward we push through those thirty posts nearing the end of what I’ve been writing every year this month. For the fifth year in a row I’m back to a month of daily blogging: each day a new post on a new topic, but on the same blog-per-day topic as last year, creating another set of Those 30 Posts in June. Today, that post just happens to be about something that I want:
To Win… Nothing
In the last couple years I think I’ve given up on chance.
Life is what you pull from it, extract from it, work and earn from it. Sure, occasionally there is this thing called “luck” that clouds our perceptions of fate and privilege, but in the end it’s more about the effort than the luck of the draw.
I pulled out of the lottery office pool, which I’ve been repeatedly assured will make me feel very sad “when they all when and leave me there on my own.”
I’ve stopped entering draws because at the end of the day… meh.
I don’t gamble, but this has more to do with a sense of fatalistic determinism than it does about any sort of moral angst on the topic: hey, if you like it, go nuts.
So, I guess I don’t want to win anything right now. I’d rather achieve it or accomplish it or earn it.