Do you ever feel that life is a bit like the game of Monopoly? You think you know where you are going and then all of a sudden, the dice rolls and you land somewhere you didn't intend to be. Maybe I'm to given to creating similes and metaphors for things instead of thinking them out practically, but what can I say, I'm an English teacher on the outside and a hopeless old-fashioned romantic on the inside.
When I play Monopoly I'm always the thimble piece: so the thimble is skipping along the board at a reasonable pace. Sometimes too quickly; other times not quickly enough. A few ups and downs, but these are minor and all is well, until, suddenly you land on Mayfair, Park Lane and pick up the 'Go to jail, go directly to jail, do not pass go, do not collect $200' all in the one round. Hold on. This wasn't part of the plan! My 'Go to jail' moment was a minor car accident I had, which resulted in writing off my car...and as you know, it can take a few rounds of being stuck in jail before you get out. But then, as suddenly as that happens, you get out of jail and the next thing you know, you've landed on the Community Chest square and picked up the card that says 'Bank Error in your favour'-the same week I wrote off my car, I received a letter from the Tax Office which surprisingly contained a cheque...an error had been made with my tax return! Now I had to find a car to replace my old one. Now I'm on a good streak with the Monopoly Board, my cheque arrives from the insurance company and the payout, combined with my bonus tax return covers the cost of a new car. But good streaks don't last forever, and the very next week, the new car has a problem with the oil filter. So, onto the back of a trailer it goes for repairs (thankfully under warranty), but still...highly inconvenient. And then, as suddenly as it all happened, you go back to rolling the dice and moving around the board. And suddenly you realise how futile it all is, and that you really are just going around in circles and that it's all going too fast and you just want to stop...now I'm getting philosophical so I think I'd better stop before I get too carried away by the metaphor!
My last question is this though...what if I don't want to play anymore? How do I get out of the game? And what if I do get out of it and don't know what to do or how to do it? (Alright, I know, that was more than just one question-maths never was my strong suit!)