I didn't win the lottery. You probably didn't either. But I played. Why not. While it may be true that the odds are against it, someone has to win. Just like millions of other people last night, I was making my plans for the 540,000,000. Not investing my happiness into it but coming up with a plan of action just in case. First of all, I would give two weeks notice at work. I would probably be very distracted during those two weeks but I would try to do the best I could nonetheless. I would also start looking for a big house in the town that I'm moving to this summer. Big enough for 2 adults, 6 kids, and some pets, and maybe an "Alice" for our Brady Bunch. On the water if possible. I would also want a quiet space for writing and spiritual practices. But that's pretty much it.
I was a gypsy for several years, loving each of the places I lived in but as soon as I was settled in a town I would think, "what's next?" There were many years of vague dissatisfaction with what I was doing, or not doing as the case may be. If I had won the lottery at that point I think it would have been a disaster. I would have been one of those people that blows through all of the money in a few years because I didn't have any direction, but never wanted to be where I was. Now I do, and it is a great feeling to know that if I came into a lot of money I would just like to make things a little more comfortable and free up some more time to pursue my current interests. I guess that means that life is good, with or without 540 million dollars, and that is kind of like winning the lottery.
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