Make a Wish

It's 11:38 now. But a little while ago, it was 11:11. Which means, make a wish. In honor of 11:11, I have created a wish list to share with you:

-Air conditioning. My mother has decided that we don't need A/C until it's something like 95 degrees outside. It's in the low 80s right now. I don't want to waste energy or anything, but my room is disgustingly hot. Not sure why. I want it cool.

-Time to write/read without feeling like I should be doing thesis instead. Of course, that's not gonna happen until December of this year. And at that point, I'll feel like I should be doing college/financial aid applications instead of thesis instead of writing or reading. Guilt is something I'm gonna have to get used to.

-A solution to these story issues. Right now I feel like I'm writing a completely different story from my old one, but it's just a rewrite...the characters and the basic premise are the same. But it's so vastly different. Wow.

-More openness from people. I think there are a lot of people who are very accepting and other people just don't realize it. I wish that people didn't feel like they had to be afraid to say things because of what someone else was going to think or do.

-A strawberry or watermelon slushie. Some sort of cold, fruity drink. Have I mentioned it's like a boiler in here?

-To not have to worry about college yet. Because seriously? I don't know where I want to go, or what I want to do, or anything. And I am definitely not old enough for college yet. Am I? There's no way. Time is insane. Eek.

And those are my wishes for the night. Some of them are a bit more simply stated than others, some are rather more profound than others, I'll leave it up to you all to determine which are which. For now, I'm trying to figure out New Chapter One.

Love,
Bex