It’s sounds cheesy, but remember when you were a kid, you would wish on every shooting star, folded potato chip, split wishbone, fallen eyelash, birthday candle, seeding dandelion, fountain coin, and every time the clock hit 11:11? Sometimes the things I wished for were ridiculous and far fetched, but I still had hope and sometimes they did come true. As I grew older I never stopped wishing, though this time it’s not for a bike, or some pocket knife, or even those great sneakers that are supposed to make you run like the wind.

All my wishes are about you.