Dandelion Wishes

I'm currently listening to: American Hi-Fi's "Flavor of the Week"

Today on the way home from work, I picked a dandelion in the prime of it's fluffyness. It's a habit, really. Someone once told me that if you blow all the seeds off in one breath, then you're granted one wish. Whatever you want. (Outside of money, of course. Everyone knows that wishing for money is always bad luck. And wishing world problems away never works anyway.) So I gently twirled it in my fingers and blew.

Before I knew it, little white parachutes were floating around me, and I was looking at an empty stem.

I thought about a wish, but floundered, coming up empty. A grin, a full blown smile, then a cry: "What have I to wish for!"

I have a wonderful boyfriend, loving best friends, a supportive family.

At that second... I needed no wishes.

Hopefully, there will be more empty stems unneeded than wishes unfulfilled. That's all I could ask for.