Tuesday 9 July 2013

bad beats

I am thankful for this place. For once in awhile, there are things that i want to say that are perhaps a little longer than 140 characters, yet a little more private than Facebook. Just ended a poker session, that perhaps just mirrored my life a bit too much, which of course pointed me to the bottle and since I'm missing a person to talk to, I ended up here.

A couple of bad beats again. And it's always the same pattern, one card that completes both our hands, but somehow mine is just a tad smaller. Big enough for me to bet on, yet small enough for me to lose.

And we soldier on. On this lonely night. Hoping someday somewhere, someone knows.