“Life is like the lottery, you always have a chance to win, but most likely you’re gonna lose.” ~Steve Da Cunha
Many chances in life to achieve something great, with many equal chances to fail. That pretty much sums it up neatly, and quickly. You look to win at any given thing in life, but end up failing not only to achieve said thing, but also at a handful of other side affecting repercussions.
Yet, slowly, I’ve become happily numb with my winning failures. Over time, there’s a strange comfort that encases everything. The numbing comfort seems to have a life of its own, taking root in everything around, and inside of you. It becomes part of you, to the point where you question how natural it has become, why it wasn’t there from the start of it all.