My daughter has this thing whenever the time does a repetitive number thing. If it's 3:33, she makes a wish. If it's 4:44 she makes another wish. I know her well enough to know that it's one of two wishes every time, and that consistency is oddly reassuring to me.
She has hope. She has fun. And so I figure it's "time" I had a little of that myself. :)
It's 1:11 on 1-1-11. And I'm making a wish.
Okay, done.
Guess what I wished for?
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