Ruin a Wish- A Game.

Granted. Instead of the terrestrial existence that you have grown accustomed, you are now a jet setter who rides on the latest solar electrified plasma driven greenhouse jet. You chase the sun for 24 hours in the northern hemisphere for six months and then again in the southern.  Sometimes you land for a brief time usually at the equator or poles to pick up traveling friends for bike rides and dance parties.

I wish for an insatiably content companion with a young heart and an old mind.

Granted! One of those little garden Buddhas will be arriving in the mail shortly. Along with some frozen lamb’s heart.

I wish for the skill to make birch bark baskets.