Been a rough week out on the tracks—sometimes it feels like the horses are carrying more than just their jockeys, and I’m right there with them, dragging my own weight. Found myself sinking into a chair at the video poker machine last night, not expecting much, just needing a breather. There’s something about the rhythm of it, you know? The cards flip, the odds hum in the back of your mind, and for a minute, it’s not about winning—it’s about finding steady ground. I stuck to Jacks or Better, kept my bets small, and focused on the pairs. Nothing flashy, just enough to feel the tension ease off. Anyone else lean on these games like that when the world gets loud?