Lottery plans

Getting rich may seem like the answer to all their problems to so many people but, at the same time, isn’t “getting somewhere” kind of what keeps us going?

For instance, at this point of my life, I am trying desperately to find a job that allows me to move to Montreal. If I were rich I’d just… go. Weird.

So, if that happened, what would be the shit I would still get up to do? Do I even know?

What moves me? Who in the Lord’s name am I?

When I was 15 I think I was that person. Well, not the rich person. I was the person who had a ton of free time to do the things she wanted to do and not get paid for it.

It got me thinking.

What a different person I would be if I only did what I wanted to do.

Like I did when I was 15, I would get up to draw.

I would most likely learn how to play the piano.

I would stay up late. I hate sleeping early so much, my college friends kept asking if I was on cocaine. The answer is no, by the way.

I would live in the most beautiful city in the world, or maybe in NY, in a small apartment not proportional to my wealth just because it would feel cozy.

Speaking of cozy, I would buy the house from home alone, make it look just like the movie and turn it to an orphanage so special that kids would feel welcome and safe there. I would also probably adopt them all, since I would be so rich.

And, at the end of the day, I would lie down with my children and watch classic disney cartoons… just like I am doing right now. Except, there would be a few less worries in my mind.

I should really play that lottery.

Today, I made a little drawing istead. It’s not much but it’s kind of a step torward the life I wanna live.

Lottery or no lottery, I’ll find a way to check the items on my list.

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