I can't remember who first told that to me, or where I heard it from, but it stuck.
It may seem childish, but for years and years, I've done just that.
It may seem childish, but for years and years, I've done just that.
Made a wish every time a train passed overhead.
It was always the same one.
Please please please, let me get into med school.
Or the occasional, please let this be resolved. To whatever problem I was faced with at that time.
Yeaterday, I drove my sister to school.
Just as we were under the underpass, a train passed overhead. My mind prayed for what I'd always asked for, then a moment later, a second voice.
You have.
And that was when it struck.
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