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Sunday, February 19, 2012

When my ship comes in.




“She'll find me waitin' when my ship comes in
Gonna board and go whichever way the wind blows...
I'll be off to find myself once again
And where no one knows
When my ship comes in.”

Deep down I believe we are all dreamers; some of us have restful sleeps and for others, life is a little more restless. But in the end, we all know there is a light at the end of the tunnel—how bright or dim it is all depends on life’s outcomes.

I always find it funny when the lottery hits levels I could never comprehend---and what I would do if I held the winning ticket? Although I do sometimes purchase a ticket---if it hits some ridiculous amount---I still cannot come up with anything more than $1 million needed to turn my life literally upside down.

Not to surprise anyone who reads “Snap.Shot.” probably the first thing I would buy is a new camera—with some new lenses of course;just to have everything fresh and new. I would travel to places I had never even heard of, or thought I would be able to see in my lifetime, and put the camera to use. Maybe a new car, fix up the house, pay off debts and then I am ready to sit back and make sure I never worry about money again. With the remainder? Who knows---I am open to suggestions.

What’s the likelihood of this happening? As likely as my playing the lottery---or in other words, not very.

A long time ago, in one of the early writings of this blog, I believe I mentioned that when the lottery first came to Illinois, I plunked down $1.00 on a pick 3 game. It was all they had back in 1974. The first week, I won---I believe it was around $25.00. I thought, how hard can this be? Now more than 35 years later—I can tell you, it’s not very easy. I have never won anything more than $2.00 since. Of course, I rarely play so that might have something to do with it.

I am sure many of us think about what would happen when our “ship came in.” For many aspects of my life, my ship has come in, and for others---it’s still a ways from docking in port. I think that’s what life is really all about.

The photo above was taken in San Francisco; with a ship in the distance, and a man waiting by the shore, I am sure he knew the chances of being picked up anytime soon was far in the distance.

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