For many, they are. We make wishes all the time: crossing railroad tracks, spotting a bale of hay or a shooting star, blowing on candles & dandelions, finding pennies & fallen eyelashes, tossing a coin in a fountain, and my favorite, seeing a white horse.
These occasions have to rare enough to be wish worthy, special enough to make the journey from wish to reality, but common enough for a wish to maybe-possibly-just this once come true.
I can tell you that I wish on many things, but I can never tell you my wish….
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