We all get at least one good wish a year, over the candles on our birthday. Some of us throw in more. On eye lashes, fountains, lucky stars and every now and then one of those wishes comes true. So what then? Is it as good as we hoped? Do we bask in the warm glow of our happines or do we just notice that we have a long list of wishes waiting to be wished...
It's a never ending circle. We want something, we get it, then we want something else. It makes us crazy, because we can never settle down and just live, just be happy. But the thing about me, is that I'll never stop trying...
