We envy the lucky. Here are some thoughts running through the minds of these oh-so-fortunate people:
Looking in the mirror, I wish I had a better nose, two dimples and sharper features.
At work, with my boss and colleagues and employees, am I really fitting in? Or am I just being tolerated?
With the spouse – not much in terms of common topics it seems. And those days of courtship from two decades ago…gone!
When I wake up in the morning, why do I feel lethargic? Why do Monday morning blues haunt me?
My kids are happy and well trained, but they have no time for me.
Is there really a difference between the lucky and the not so lucky? Is luck always good? Are the lucky (and envied) truly free? Or are they too, prisoners of their thoughts?