The Best is Yet to Come
It was a cold winter,
I remember this one well because it snowed.
It was too cold to go outside, so my mother decides to teach me every card and board game known to man.
Blackjack, poker, bridge, chess, checkers,
Eventually, we arrived at Monopoly.
Now, what stuck out to me in Monopoly is that it takes strategy, skill, just like the other games, but it also has an element of chance, but not high enough so that the odds aren't in your favor.
No matter how good you are at the game. There are bad breaks. And when the bad breaks do come they will knock you on your ass, and well lately there haven’t been many of those.
“You lost your job, go back ten spaces”
“You become depressed, your life comes to a halt”
“Mother diagnosed with lung cancer, you stare into the void”
I’m just waiting to land on any one of these.
The thing about Monopoly is that although there are the bad breaks, you can become good at the game, really good.
And if you aren’t good at the game you will suffer, however, the thing about luck is that it can go both ways, so if you hold on long enough, eventually, something will go your way
“You met the love of your life, receive happiness and peace”
My point is, that no matter how good I am at the game, and oh I am good. I will catch my bad break soon because I am due,
and I’m not looking forward to it, so I’m bracing myself as best as I can.