If I won the 1.4 billion dollar powerball I’d be really sad. That is why I’m not playing.
“What?” you say. “You’d be… SAD???”
Yes, that’s right, I’d be sad. I started thinking about it today, because I can’t get away from the constant reminders that there is a 1.something billion dollar jackpot this week in the lottery. At first I was intrigued, probably like most people. Yes, that is a lot of money, and money does buy one thing that I really enjoy… time. You get the freedom to do whatever you want whenever you want and you can live life exactly how you want to. Well, maybe you can. People would probably start treating you a tad differently.
If I won, I’d be very anonymous about it so I wouldn’t worry about people hating me for winning. I also wouldn’t worry about people hating me for not giving them money because I’d promptly give 98% percent of it away to all of my friends and family. I really do not want that much money. What the heck would you buy with that money? Bentleys, Gucci, a yacht? Big whoop, its just a bunch of junk. I bought a luxury car a few years ago after years of hard work and it didn’t make me any happier. Sure, I like my car, and it made me feel good that I reached that goal… for a few months, but that feeling went away because its just a car. Stuff doesn’t buy happiness. Winning the lottery and then filling my life full of stuff really wouldn’t buy me happiness. I think there is an important reason why it wouldn’t. I didn’t work for it.
I might be out of the ordinary with this, but I really enjoy climbing the mountain of life. Sometimes I like the struggles. Cause every now and then I get to look down over the cliff and see all the crazy stuff I climbed over. I really don’t want a helicopter ride to the top. It’s too boring.
And another thing. If I won the lottery how would anyone take my art seriously. I mean, come on, if I was loaded like that no one would care about my art at all. They’d say “oh yeah, that guy won a billion dollars in the lottery and now he paints for fun.” That doesn’t really sound like a label I’d want. I guess I could take a huge canvas and put $100 bills all over it and then paint on top of it. I’d call it, “wasting money cause I’m loaded and bored as *#&*#*.” I’d probably sell it for another 10 million dollars and have even more money, yippie!
My art is too important to me to risk it by winning the lottery. It’s not even worth it to risk it with the odds at 1 and 292 million. I have a better chance of getting struck by lightning while I’m painting in my studio, but I’m not going to chance the lottery. So to whoever wins, congratulations. You just got a free ride to the top of the mountain of life. You can have anything you want without having to lift a finger. I hope you welcome the boring with open arms when it shows up a few years down the road.