Life is not random
I don’t care what they tell you. Life is not random.
Life bunches up on you. It will come at you in patches and bursts. You’ll spring for pizza on a thursday night, then someone will bring pizza to work on Friday, and you’ll visit your parents on Saturday, who will offer you some pizza.
Next, a three week pizza drought.
When was the last time you had alternating good and bad days? –doesn’t happen. You have a few good days, then a rut that lasts a week.
Why do you think they call it a lucky streak? If it was totally random, everyone would win and lose equally. (at least with games of chance)