I just can't believe I didn't win Powerball last night. Nobody else did, either, but I spent my dollar, and I really expected to have a $129 million return. (about a $40 million return after taxes). I guess I'll have to settle for a larger jackpot Saturday.
Actually, buying a Powerball ticket, for me, is spending a dollar on a multi-million dollar dream. It is spending a dollar for the opportunity to imagine the possibility (however slim) of never worrying about another bill or partial payment for the rest of my life. Never worrying about a $500 or $1,000 car repair, or any other unexpected expense. The chance to dream about taking care of people who have taken care of me forever.
Of course, while I love to imagine those things, I conveniently do not dream about the problems that must come with having so much money. That part just doesn't figure in to my $1 investment.
For now, since I didn't win, and I have not yet purchased a ticket for the next Powerball drawing, I will limit myself to thinking about how to make these dreams come true with some ingenuity, some hard work, and maybe some entrepreneurial spirit.
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