You just wish for something
You firmly grasp the metal fragment in your hand, close your
eyes, and wish that some of the people that wrote some of those
other paths would have actually known how to spell and would have
used better grammar when they wrote their paths. But alas,
nothing happens as you suddenly come to realize that the small
metal shard that you are holding in your hands is actually what
you thought it was before you picked it up; just your ordinary,
everyday, garden variety hunk of junk. In fact, after examining
it even closer you find that it was probably a part of an old
anniversary gift that had long since been either lost or thrown
away.Oh
well.
