A Wish from the Universe

My wish for you, Dorkys, is that you succeed beyond your wildest imagination. That you find love in places that astound you. And that you have friends who call you "just because." I dream that you go barefoot more than you wear shoes. That you play as hard as you work. And that you laugh more than you cry. I want you to set the bar high, but not too high. To reach for the stars, but with your toes on the ground. And to never, ever stop dreaming. But most of all, Dorkys, I wish for your happiness. And these dreams of mine are what started it all.

Besos,

The Universe


P.S. You're right on track, Dorkys.

I think I need to print this and keep a copy with me at all times. I wish these things for me too only sometimes I forget I do. The Universe has surely sent this message to countless others, but I’m pretending this one was written especially for me. I mean he even signed off in Spanish! (Apparently I think The Universe is male.)

I also loved that I received this today.

*After a week of beating myself up over my lack of motivation and progress.

*After scrolling through my contact list in my head and realizing that right now there’s no one I’d feel comfortable talking about my feelings over the Mr. First situation. Not to belittle the enormous support I received the first year, but now I feel the subject will only be met with mental eye rolls and “Still??” I miss talking to T. Even if I had to pay her to listen.

*Days after wondering how I’ll ever meet The One or even Mr. Next when I work all day, sleep all night and rarely meet new people. I miss school.

*Moments after wishing I could run barefoot in the grass like Tooj’s boys, but knowing I’d probably lose my feet due to an infection.

*After a weekend of wanting to play with watercolors and creativity, but choosing to do work instead.

I tear up and I’m sad more than I laugh and I smile. I fear I won’t accomplish all that I want to do. And I spend my days and nights dreaming but usually of what was and rarely of what could someday be.

I rarely see the stars shine over this city, but still I look up as I walk and hope that one will peek through.