Fat Chance!

I have recently taken notice of how much I subconciously expect my luck to change. I am so certain that things will turn around for me any day now; but they don't. I play the powerball (lottery). I go to the million dollar free pull at the casino everyday (I did win a free buffet here). I enter to win the red Six Three Zero Amstel Light cruiser at the super market. I mail off entries:

Entering to win the Miller High Life Lucy bicycle.

Somehow I expect for all the good I've tried to do in this life things will actually turn around for me one of these days, that something miraculous will happen to wrench my life out of the stagnant place it has fallen into. But, in the more rational part of my thought processes I know that it won't. I know that the world doesn't work quite so appropriately. And I know that my life will not be improved for some time to come, but still I go on with a perhaps ill fitting smile.