In the last few weeks I have had to deal with what I call the variance of life, seven tournaments, one, or the interned falls when the tournament is already advanced and I have enough chips to try to reach the final table, and it happens The inevitable, the same happens in the following tournaments but already there, it was the phone, inexplicably, it went off and did not want to turn on more, things that happen, but worrying for me, of course it makes me laugh and see how unexpectedly and playing well and for these things to happen, leaves me with a taste of frustration, and knowing that it is not the way I would expect to lose a tournament, the most beautiful thing would be to lose it playing and paying a hand that in the end I thought I could pay and it turned out that my rival had a better hand, that simple gives us the satisfaction of losing playing,but when on several consecutive occasions I am left out of the tournament due to the dreadful variances of life, I have a bad taste of dissatisfaction of not being able to fight against destiny, but in the end it is lost in one way or another, it remains simply to wait for our day ,, patience, discipline, let's study, we will persevere, it is not always lost, in the long term we will win ,, luck and the good is yet to come ,,,