When I get
the chance to wish, whether it is as the clock strikes 11:11,
or when I catch a glimpse of the first star to surface from the
darkness, I make the same wish. Sometimes its
when I get the chance to blow out my birthday candles, or when
I'm alone with only my thoughts for company. It is a
selfish wish. I don't wish for objects,
for riches or fame or beauty, these are merely dirty pennies in
comparision to what I wish for. But,
alas, I cannot tell you what I wish for, because
then it would certainly never come true.