what we all want

When I was younger I used to want to find a secret passageway to a world where there were unicorns. I was convinced it was in my backyard somewhere. I used to want a swimming pool and a tennis court and to know how to play tennis. I used to want to have a convertible. I wanted to be pretty and willowy and be an international model. I used to want my black belt in karate. I used to want to be able to buy anything I wanted, anytime I wanted it. I used to want to get lost in the jungle to see if I'd survive. I used to want to play guitar in a rock band. I wanted to be in love and I also wanted to be able to kiss every beautiful person I saw. I wanted my own boat to sail around the world. I used to want a Ph.D. I wanted to have a minimum wage job in Spain, write books and tell strangers my name was Lola. I used to want to climb Everest and also freeze my tongue to the south pole.


Now all I want.......ALL I want....is to stop gouging my hand with a screwdriver at work.

Seriously. There aren't enough band-aids in the world.