Wednesday may become “The Aspiring Writer’s Journal” day.
Today’s assignment is, because all writing is good practice:
“What would you like to never end?”
And, no, you are not allowed to say life. That’s what the book says, anyway. Frankly, I think it's a fair answer.
I would like to look up and see a never ending aurora borealis, or even better all the nebula, etc in outer space. (We don't see aurora borealis in southern Indiana.)
I would like my nighttime hallucinations to go on forever. These were black and white movies I saw when I woke up during the night, while taking certain prescription drugs after surgery, and actually once since I was off of them. They were much nicer than my bloody Melatonin dreams; which I have only had two of, thank goodness.
I wish there was always a baby to cuddle and revel in the smell of it’s hair.
I wish a cool gentle breeze always blew across my body at night
I wish good books would never end: Harry Potter, The Autobiography of Henry VIII by Margaret George, all Janet Evanovich’s mysteries,
I wish fall leaves fell from the trees forever. Actually, this year they kind of did all summer.
I wish snowmen never melted and you could always have snowball fights.
And that spring flowers grew up through all of it, always.
I wish there was a never ending supply of watermelon in the fridge.
I wish the feeling of that Halloween, when I fell in love with Zorro (who was also trick or treating) would have lasted forever. That’s the first time I felt that “in love” feeling.
But, if these things never ended, would they be as special? I think so.
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