Instant wonder

For the last month I have carried two instant sratchie tickets around in my wallet. I am not a gambler, nor am I a spend thrift. Purchasing these tickets was strange and uncommon for me.

I have resisted the temptation and NOT scratched them. I could win up to $40,000 instantly. I might have that money, but I haven't found out. I've been tempted, but I have absolutely relished the wonder of not knowing.

It's like an un-opened letter. You can see who its from so you have a fair idea about the content. But there are a few micro-seconds where you wonder what it says. When you open it and the content is all exposed. (On reflection, I am always longing for a personal letter, hand written containing some exciting news. Is this a fantasy Ive only even seen played out in an Austen dramatisation??)



Unopened presents are the same, though there contents can be anything, and I have to confess, as a spoilt westernised child I rarely opened a present that was exactly right, my sister always seemed to have done much better than me. So I have to admit, present unwrapping makes me a little uncomfortable...Its all tied up with expectations, gratitude, love, and value. Complicated wrapping.

When the home phone rings I have the same wonder, who is it? What do they want? Has something happened? My mobile tells me who is calling, the mystery is decreased in comparison to the wonder of the land line.

In an attempt to capture that wonder and suspense these two unused instant scratchie tickets have brought me so much pleasure. For $2 I am getting a lot of value. The best thing is that as long as I dont reveal thier true content, I can keep this wonder and mystery going as long as I like. (I have checked the expiry date though) Even great books and movies with thriller/suspense storylines come to an end, not so my scratchies.