Wishlist #02

I wake up some mornings wanting to be nothing but a farmer.

A simple farmer. I want to wake up with the first rays of the sun and work hard in the fields all day. Ploughing, raking, tilling the land. I want to indulge in hard labour. I know that would make me happy. I know it in my bones.

A simple farmer. I don’t want to grow exotic fruit or rare flowers. I want to grow rice. I want to grow wheat. I want to grow corn.

And then I get out of bed, go to work and I can’t eat the rest of the day.


Wishlist #01

While waiting at a traffic light yesterday, a eunuch looked at me, smiled and said, “May all your wishes come true.”

That made me unexpectedly sad.

What do I wish for? Something I’m not sure I want? Someone I’m not sure I need? Or someone I know I can’t have?

Instead I wished for the thing that’s best for me.

And today I wish the same for you S.