So the time, as I begin to write this, is 12:34. Ironically, I can think of several people I know who would tell me to make a wish, or at least would smile suggestively at this particular time. Every time besides this one, I have struggled to think of something to wish for. Thus far, my life has seemed pretty damn good, and honestly, when it comes to wishing, I can never think of anything to really want or need that is either a) realistic, or b) not ridiculous, like a narwhal. But tonight, I know exactly what I want. Ready? Here goes:
I want to change. By that, I mean I want to stop feeling so strung out all the time. It’s not like my life is hard, really. It’s like I overreact these days to small shit, because of the utter lack of large things to react to. I just want to not panic, in the words of Douglas Adams. I want to be able to be like Ford Prefect; I want to live with the realization that there are many things to enjoy and experience in life, and while there are also those which will bother you and try hard to make you feel bad, they really aren’t as important as all that.
I feel like that’s something I’ve lost a little in the transition from youth to adulthood, and I could use a little more of these days.
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