Okay. Something is puzzling me and messing with my mind.

I don't know what to make out of the fact that I've been getting an unusually large number of emails about online gambling the past couple of days. A lot of them are spam, but a considerable amount is from people I know inviting me to either play online with them or pay them a visit so we could play with real cards.

People around me are saying that this is nature's way of telling me that:
1. My path to Trump-like fortune is through gambling. Casinos should be my top destination this year.
2. I really should start learning how to play poker and join the guys on their poker nights.
3. I have to gamble like there's no tomorrow. I won't lose, according to them, because I'm pregnant and pregnant women are supposedly lucky in gambling.

And many others. All of them has something to do with entrusting the growth of what little fortune that I have to "luck" and "chance". Very interesting.

I still don't know what to make out of it. The adventurous and carefree part of me wants to go ahead and try it, just for the sake of being able to say that I've done that. The logical part me, however, is telling me to let it go and forget about it. And just focus on making money through tried and tested ways.

Like actually working here.

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