Wishing

I wish I could go to Paris.

I wish I could eat without worrying about my thighs.

I wish I could come up with a big book idea.

I wish I could write beautiful prose to do a big book justice.

I wish I could turn off the computer for a week and not worry and wonder.

I wish I looked cute in a short, summery dress.

I wish I was 17 again, water skiing on the lake with cute boys without a care in the world.

I wish it was easier to make new friends.

I wish I could turn off my brain...