today’s date is 11/11. i remember talking to my first gf on the phone nightly (before the oovoo, skype, facetime era) and we would always point out to each other when it was 11:11pm. i made hella wishes, wishes that even if i remember, i’m sure i’m too not fond of any more. still, my inner-child remains a strong part of who i am currently, and any time i can take a chance to wish something, i always do. i thought long and hard about what i wanted for myself and those around me tonight, and i fired out a bunch of wishes into the universe. 11:11 is magical, and if you pay enough attention, you’ll become a part of that magic, too. as far as what i wished for, i would tell you, but you know what they say.
as long as the universe heard, that’s good enough for me.
-ratha, 11:11pm, 11.11.18