I wish I had $58.6 million dollars so I could sit around reading books all day and frolicking at our beachfront estate in Strathmere, NJ. You're all invited unless I don't like you. Then you're not.
|You can't beat the sunsets|
|Dogs can be on the beach much more freely than in other beach towns|
I wish cancer was eliminated from the earth. It is the biggest asshole around.
I wish I was eating a bagel, toasted with cream cheese and topped with cucumbers and tomato.
Yes, I wasted my last wish on something I could bring to fruition by taking the elevator down 17 floors and walking about 100 yards to the left. I was up until 2:10 reading on a school night. Obviously I'm not in my right mind.
The rhythm of the weekend, with its birth, its planned gaieties, and its announced end, followed the rhythm of life and was a substitute for it.