A few years ago I felt kinda lame whenever I had to “make a wish” blowing out birthday candles or whatnot and the only thing I could think of under pressure was “world peace”.
Since then, I’ve kept a wish ready to blurt out if I ever see a falling star or toss a coin into a fountain etc
For me, it’s sending my mind, with all my current knowledge and experience, back in time into my body at the moment I graduated high school, so I could re-live my life with more confidence, less anxiety and get straight into doing the cool bits of my life much earlier.
What would be your “back pocket wish”?
Well, “world peace” may not be original, but it isn’t bad.
“For chick pants to have dude pants pockets”
They make those. They are just dude pants.
Apparently those who wear tight fitting chick pants prefer not having lines from pockets or undies or whatever.
If you want a middle ground, look to athletic brands built for climbers.
As long as I’m happy in the moment, I wish for “more of this” because I’m usually having a good time and with people I love.
It’s always been to fly. Every time I blow out birthday candles, every time I fix my necklace chain, every time I blow away a fallen eyelash, every time I’ve thrown a penny in a fountain (oh how I miss the mall fountain!).
It never fucking works >:(
Invulnerability. To age, sickness, death, anything that could physically harm me. I want to live forever.
Or barring that, telekinesis.
I just picture you floating in an endless void 100 billion years after entropy has moved every single subatomic particle away from each other. Somehow you have been sustained. The last sophisticated entity in the universe. Your billions of years of loneliness have already driven you to the point of insanity, enlightenment, insanity again, and finally a state of which no one could imagine. Because you don’t consume food or water, you’re in a perpetual state of hunger and thirst. You don’t feel harmed, but you do feel peckish all the time. You could do with a draught. Your wish didn’t allow for pain “thank God”, you think.
