The Room of Powder

I want to write things, but my d key isn’t working and I have to copy/paste it all the time.  do you know how frustrating it is to do this.  I can’t use my copy/paste for hardly anything else or I lose the d.  I can’t do capitals!  It’s ANNOYING!

Thank you and good night!

I could never be a professional gambler.  I don’t have the guts.  I would develop a twitch that would give me away no matter the situation.  I just finished watching “21″ for the third or fourth time and I am just flabbergasted!  I don’t even think I could do it honestly and legitimately.  Actually, scratch that.  I know I couldn’t.  If it involved my own money I would choke!

I won big once.  It was so exciting.  My heart started racing, I was flush, the slot machine in front of me became a bit of a blur.  In fact everything became a blur.  I couldn’t make sense of my thoughts, of those around me, of the comprehension of what was happening.  It was just a bit too much that I couldn’t grasp in that moment.  I didn’t make a big deal about the win because I didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.  I kept it to myself.  I desperately needed the money.  It helped so much at the time.  I did splurge ever so slightly by taking a couple of friends out to dinner.  I wanted to spend it all, but it was so important that I couldn’t waste it.

The feeling was so incredible.  Getting exactly what I needed most and hoped for by dropping my quarter in the machine that I wanted to keep going and make it happen again.  It felt like I just couldn’t lose.  Thankfully for the two mexican guys sitting next to me.  They were so cute.  I said to them, “I don’t know what to do, should I keep going?”  About a minute after the big win and me sitting there shivering excitedly.  Without a beat the both told me, “NO!  You can’t, this is when you stop”.  It was such good advise.  I think I dropped another 5-10 over the next couple of days and lost it all.

So I will keep twitch free and stress reduced.  I’ll just keep my gaming world to that of the Nintendo kind.

So I wanna be a writer, and I never know where to start.  I have a million ideas in my head and by the time I sit down I end up choking and never putting any of it on paper.  This here is my attempt at getting myself to just start pouring my thoughts out through my fingers.  Maybe it’ll get something going in me towards the life I always envisioned. At the least I hope to give any reader a chuckle.

So here goes nothing…