Well, it isn't Community Chest.

Chance

Every action has a reaction and thus an outcome. Well, outcome isn’t exactly correct, more like outcomes. There always seems to be more outcomes than what we expect, as if each action moved out in rippling patterns instigating reactions of their own. A bit like little rain drop waves, interfering with one another. The outcomes are many and varied, but on the initial side of the cause-effect divide they are hidden, a select few of the many trees making up the forest. Whether for better or for worse, action occurs, and our bodies lunge forward, our fingers grope to cross the divide and grasp the branches of our desire. But crossing the gap is no small feat, and there is no guarantee of where we land or which waves we produce. Still, with possibility, there is hope, and even if we don’t reach our initial choice, maybe we can come close enough. It is undeniably optimistic, but then all hope is. I suppose that sometimes all we need to take the step across the divide is possibility; we’re just looking until we see that we might have a chance.