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If Wishes Were Horses, We'd Be Covered In Shit

PROMPT November 9th

Write a stream of conscious entry starting with the words “I wish...”

I wish... you know what? No, I don't. It never ends well.

It's cold, so you wish it were warm. But then it gets hot so you wish things would cool off. It's dry, so you wish for rain and then you wish for the rain to stop. It never ends.

"Be careful what you wish for," they told me. "You just might get it."

So I learned not to wish.

But sometimes... sometimes it might be good to imagine something better coming along. On the other hand, nothing comes without a price, and nothing can come into your life unless something else leaves it, and who's to say which is better?

I think that's why I like to write fiction. I can think of things happening and work through the consequences without actually experiencing them. It's why I try to expect - or at least anticipate - the worst.

And yet, on occasion...

I wish I could wish.