Iwoke up this morning ready— truly ready —to pack my imaginary bags, claim my imaginary keys to a sunny little Florida condo overlooking a golf course, and establish the kind of forever endowment that would let The Zebra Press , Alexandria’s beloved source for good news and community storytelling , coast proudly into the future on a cloud of financial security.

Because, as you might know, I am an eternal optimist. Eternal. Relentless. Borderline delusional most days, especially when jackpots approach a billion.

But then… reality.

Some fortunate person in Georgia matched all six Mega Millions numbers Friday night. While I was here carefully flattening out my crumpled Alexandria-bought ticket just in case the scanner “made a mistake,” someone down South is probably already scrolli

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