As I was sitting in the sauna at the gym tonight, I was reading an article on addiction in Men's Health and I thought of you. It got me thinking about your H and his card playing. If I'm out of line putting this together I'm sorry, but I wanted to post a part of the article to you. Maybe it explains a little??
"Gambling is a system that relies on one thing--hope. Yours. Gambling works because we've let ourselves want something. We want to win our share of the time, we want the world to be a better place than it is, we want people to stop killing each other, we want fewer liars and cheaters, less scum, better colleagues, cars that don't crash, politicians who aren't cesspools, a better future out there ahead, sort of like we thought things were when we started. When our parents were getting along, and the weather was okay, and our friends were friends, and the ice-cream guy came when we expected him, and the girl we liked--what was her name? Carolyn? Gail? (Valerie?)--called about the math assignment and then giggled when we said we liked her."
Anyway, it just struck me a little bit. Take it for what it's worth. Keep up the progress...
