11:11 =]

If there was a river flowing in me (and biologically I guess there is), I would name it after you. That's creepy isn't it? That I would call you either the blood in me, or worse yet, more dominantly so, the water in me scares you, doesn't it?

A friend of mine wrote http://amillondifferentpeople.blogspot.com/2010/01/1111.html because I mentioned being sure I'd written something about 11:11 before [this: http://grrlrush.blogspot.com/2010/01/kind-of-original-1111-poem.html ] but i ended up writing this instead.

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I think I only started making 11:11 wishes after talking to you. You made me want something so badly that I wished it was possible to defy the realms of reality, to break, to shatter my own disbelief in the supernatural in order to get it.

Sometimes I wished for things I thought were extravagant, and I thought myself good for wishing it, like "I wish for world peace" or "I wish to end world hunger."

Sometimes I wished for vain things "I wish to be skinny," or "I wish to not feel hunger when I am hungry."

But mostly, I wished for something good to happen between us. I kind of wanted to tell you, as a way of making it happen, but part of me thought that was all "bad juju," so I decided not to, and still you didn't know how I felt about you, or at least I didn't think you did.

Sometimes good things would happen, and I'd smile and be happy in the secret knowledge that yes, my 11:11 wish came through. Other times I'd forget what I wished, and it didn't come true and I wouldn't care. It never really made me sad when it didn't come true. As a reality, sure I was disappointed, but as a wish, this was to be expected.

So I wish for you at 11:11 and I wonder- what wishes have you?