sometimes while listening to the tinny clink of the flickering light in the palatial bathroom in which i am frequently alone and only occasionally kept company by the surly looks of neighbors, i wish for things. they are generally frivolous (i wish i had more chocolate, i wish i could eat infinite amounts of chocolate, i wish i could evolve to have a sort of secret chocolate pocket in the crook of my elbow or the the tender spot under my knee, maybe behind my ear for safe keeping, i wish my hands weren't too hot for chocolate, i wish i could wield a tuning fork like a wand and make things levitate on strings, i wish i spoke italian without having to learn it, i wish i had less snot residing in my nasal passages, i wish my nails weren't so delicious) but occasionally more substantive (i wish my butt wasn't so tiny that i appear to sit either on my legs or my back like unfortunate neckless people who have unfortunate shoulder-head enmeshment). but then i think, here i am in this terra cotta bathroom flossing my teeth, checking for ass enlargement, inspecting my fingernails for any missed tasty morsels. i have a tinny light bulb. i finished my calculus homework.
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