I’ve been wallowing in old memories tonight. Wishing some things had turned out differently, knowing that if they had I wouldn't be me. But you know what they say,
"Be careful what you wish for you just might get it."
Who the hell are "they" anyways ... and why are they always flapping their jaws?
Sometimes dreams do come true.
I know this is so, it happened to me once upon a time.
It was even better than I imagined ... until we got to what was supposed to be the 'happily ever after' part, and the dream morphed into a nightmare.
Weed or wishes? What say you?
If you were given just one wish, what would it be?
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