I’ve never beheld the appeal of gambling. Sure, you never know what could happen but the possibilities are highly proscribed. I was always drawn to those vices where true serendipity and the unknown might meet. Something that teetered at the edge of oblivion where even the Fates dared not venture.
Gambling always seemed stupid to me. If winning a one. off handful of cash will change your life, then you really can’t afford to be losing any. If you can afford to lose, winning won’t matter so why bother at all?
From Dead Man in a Ditch (The Fetch Phillips Archives Book 2) by Luke Arnold