I wish for a lot things, and any old wives' tale or story made up on how you could make a wish I'd believe: shooting stars, coins in fountains, 11:11....
But as I got older, the more real the wishes became the less I believed they would come true. Maybe it's how much hope I have in myself to still try and make wishes come true. But, no matter how much I know it won't come true, I still sit there, dried eyes from crying, watching the clock turn 11:11 as my one wish above all is that I'm doing something right....
-Aj
