Drawing a blank
I was playing Scrabble with my dad a couple of weeks ago when I had the good fortune to pick up a blank tile at the very start of the game. I couldn't quite make a seven-letter word with it so I held on to it in the hope that I would be able to use it to maximum effect before the end of the game. (If you manage to put all of your tiles down at once you get a 50pt bonus, which is a considerable advantage when the average score is about 20) Somehow, the right letters never came and I kept the blank until the last go. It seemed that chasing the impossible dream had ruined my game, even though I still won, I think.
This reminds me of my predicament. I have a dream, I don't know whether my dream will ever be fulfilled but if I 'play my blank', if I compromise my ideals, then the dream is ruined, or at the very least tainted. I may have some opportunities to 'play my blank' but not in any really rewarding way and I think I would hate myself if I did.
All in all, life is a gamble but I have to be true to myself.
4 Comments:
hey there!
Just drop a line quickly to say you are one of the few men who will definitely get a reward for being beautifully You.Congratulations!!!!
KEEP IT ON.....
Emily, you flatter me. I wish there were more people like you.
I can't say I feel all that special at the moment, the last two years have been quite testing. Maybe it's friends like you that I need to keep me right.
ah rolando!
so here you are.
lurking in cyber space.
dont think i dont know what you did last summer.
Well, thank you.
You ought to know what I did last summer because I blogged about most of it. (Haven't blogged much this summer though)
It might help if I knew what your name was last summer.
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