I wish light bulbs didn't exist.
I wish there were no cars, or phones or iPads or MTV.
I wish the world was a little less busy, and I wish it would be quieter.
I wish people had to work hard, and they could reap the benefits of what they earned, and feel satisfaction in their talents and labors.
I wish it wasn't considered crazy to follow your dreams or your heart or your stomach.
I wish I could cry because I want to, or because I'm tired, or because I am tired of feeling so much all the time. I just wish I could cry without being questioned.
I wish we could all laugh and be happy for each other.
I wish there could be no more hidden agendas and gossip and spite.
I wish life were fair.
I wish I were somewhere green and rainy, with hot chocolate and a fireplace, and maybe later there could be puddle stomping.
I love puddle stomping.
I wish I could be inspired by someone without someone else telling me why that isn't quite right.
I wish my son was old enough to realize how much I love him
Also, I wish my son would never grow up.
I wish Josh didn't have to go to school and work so hard and feel like he has to be so perfect.
I just wish he would realize he already is.
I wish money could be gone forever, and I could help my family have everything they ever wanted.
I wish my eyesight wasn't getting worse.
I wish I wasn't so needy and emotional and neurotic and crazy sometimes.
I wish I could stop wishing.