Wednesday, August 4, 2010

the dream I often have.

To work at a glorious store, five minutes away from my abode.

I applied today.

Now everytime it's 11:11, or I see the evening star, or I toss a penny into a fountain,


is what I'm wishing for.

1 comment:

Anna Lewis said...

Is this Dear Lizzie?

Because, let's be honest... we've all wanted to work in that magical store.