Winning the lottery is a great concept, invest a dollar and win 235 million. Its an instant American Dream, McDonald's style. I'm addicted to Lottery winner documentaries. Whenever I'm depressed a Lottery fantasy will pick me like a Red bull and a 16th of coke.
The soul of my soul sold itself for a good time. The motor in my freezer of life died and all that's left is box formerly full of ice now just marked with freezer burns and no food. I always seem to be battling between 2 selves, one is a free spirit, ready to self indulge and do anything I want. The other more reserved, wants to do good for the long haul, frugal and does the right thing.
The golden key is a balance of the two, Doing the right thing but leaving time for yourself and to be greedy just a bit. Steal the last cookie, fuck it. Buy that jacket you've always wanted. But make sure everyone else has a jacket and has had a cookie too.
A family is the cornerstone of a fulfilled life. So is that jacket.
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