Dear Universe,
I regret nothing.
Dear God of Provision
My gratitude is huge.
Dear Oracle who explains the whys,
Why could life not go on like this forever?
I heard the advice and sifted it. I kept the best.
I gave it all I had. I pursued my dreams with head and heart, my wisdom and experience guiding me.
I fully believe that every hand is a winner and every hand a loser. I played my hand. I played well and I played with gusto. I can truly say, I went for broke.
And now I am.
Broke.
But stay my anxious thoughts and worries,
The new year cometh!
And with it the chance to start over again.
Again.