I wish one of you would go to the grocery store with me to physically prevent me from buying the avocados I never seem to eat before they rot.
I wish this great Modern Love column had told us more about the hitchhiker. WHAT HAPPENED?!
Just kidding. I don’t feel like doing that anyway.
I wish I knew how to pack for my upcoming two-week business trip. Four cities, three different types of weather.
I wish Javelina‘s queso weren’t so delicious.
I wish I were more disciplined and less lazy. And also that I could sleep until 11 am each day.
But I don’t wish I missed Dad less. He’s worth missing.