Mia leaned against the wall, the unpainted cinder blocks scratchy against her back. She brushed sweat from her eyes with dirty fingertips. Lily perched on the edge of her cot, keeping what little air there was circulating on her skin.
“I wish we had a hot dog,” Lily said, “and an ice cream soda.”
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I wish I could be happy in the moment and fully appreciate that even in the most ordinary of situations, I am moving toward some future experience that will reveal the importance of living through the mundane.
I wish I could find peace in the mystery of all that I cannot understand.
How true. While I want to set goals for a better future, too often what I want to become never happens because I don’t live my best in the now.
“I wish that people would not turn left from the right lane on one way streets,” Beth complained, evil tentacles of road rage creeping into her voice.
“I wish that we had transporters and could eliminate roads,” said Scotty.
“People would butt in line,” Beth said.
“Transporter rage…” Scotty sighed.
“I wish that my wishes no longer brought me sadness, for I look at what I’ve wished for and it’s all wishful thinking. What I’ve envisioned stays in my mind, beautiful, luring me. Yet when I look at the true results….” With that, Joel sighed, made a wish that he wasn’t so lazy, and then rolled over in his bed.
Sheila dropped a penny into the well. “I wish I had a dollar for every cent I spend on wishing wells,” she said, eyes shut and fingers clutching seven more pennies in her left hand.
“Why don’t you save your change and buy a lottery ticket.” Stan had no use for wishing wells, thought they were the work of the devil.
“You are the antichrist,” said Sheila, and wished with all her might that he would simply disappear.
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I wish life didn’t have to change. I wish things did not, could not, change in the blink of an eye. That if you wanted something to last forever, it would stay until you finally decided you were sick of it and sent it away. I wish life was definate…
I wish I were more organized. I feel like Linus from Peanuts with a little cloud following me everywhere I go. I start projects and never complete them. That drives me nuts. When I am faced with having to organize an area, my stress level hits the roof. Now I know what those people feel like who have excessive hording disorders. Why wasn’t I born with an organized mind?
My sister
I wish people would care,
every time i choose to share.
I wish that people would care,
but nobody is there.
I wish my sister could go to school,
I wish that people wern’t so crule,
I wish that she could say hello,
but that is something that nobody knows.
I wish she could live to be 25,
but now i dont know if she’ll live to be 9.
Right now I just know I must not cry.