For All I'm Worth

Now, more than ever, I'm reminded to not take anything too seriously. I've used up ten lifetimes' quota of good luck. Whatever's left is all dessert. 

Oh, I've worried. Complained, too. Nobody has spent more time hand wringing than I have. Let's don't even start on guilt. Let's just declare me the world's champion and move on to hypochondria.

Let me just say, right now, that if I had ever played any lottery, I would have surely won it. 

I traded the family cow for magic beans in the beginning. Seems they were perennial. Who knew?

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.