This piece holds a gentle mirror to time where jokes become rituals, and desires become time-travel notes to selves we barely remember being. I found myself laughing and then, without warning, feeling a pang of something sacred. “Wish granted” became less a punchline and more a prayer I didn’t know I was whispering back. Thank you for letting absurdity and ache hold hands here.
This piece holds a gentle mirror to time where jokes become rituals, and desires become time-travel notes to selves we barely remember being. I found myself laughing and then, without warning, feeling a pang of something sacred. “Wish granted” became less a punchline and more a prayer I didn’t know I was whispering back. Thank you for letting absurdity and ache hold hands here.
Thank you so much!
This is a beautiful comment, almost a poem. Or perhaps even more than almost.
I particularly love the phrase "feeling a pang of something sacred."
And all the rest. I particularly love all of it.
Thank you so much for sharing.
Thank you for the reminder to focus on "Thank you" over the "please"
Thank YOU!
I love this Myq. Thank you universe-genie for bringing Myq and Rini to me!
Thank YOU!
Mitch Hedberg is my clickbait. Jokes as songs you can listen to repeatedly. Same with Rodney and Redd Foxx. Glad your life is turning out well 😆
Thank you my friend!