The Opportunist

His heart is pounding in the way a gambling addict’s blood races when he knows he’s going to win, and win big. There’s no way in the world he can lose now, and so he forges on ahead (because the feet dance to the pace of the heart).

But the problem is when he runs, he tends to forget to look a few steps ahead of him. He’s been so comfortable for so long that he’s almost forgotten what pain is like, or that no action taken is one hundred percent risk-free.

He’s forgotten all the important things in life, never realising he has nothing left to lose because he doesn’t possess anything permanent in the first place. And he’s lost the moment he decided to gamble, because in the end, the house always wins.

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