that I could post everyday.
that I didn't have to work everyday.
that I wasn't tired all the time.
that he would just talk to me.
that it was summer already.
that I didn't have homework.
that days could have 27 hours.
that I was perfect.
But what is wishing going to do for me? Nothing. I have to be patient, change it, or realize its not gonna happen. Maybe one of these days I'll meet a gene, hopefully by then I only have the impossible wishes left.
-Katie