Wish Upon an Adult Star...

I woke up today wishing for certain things. 

Sometimes, we work so hard towards chasing everything that makes sense that maybe we forget to wish, long for, or simply summarize our wants, our dreams, the ones that don’t particularly make sense. Sometimes, when I want to pray and put my prayer into words, like “Hey Lord this is what I want,” I find it hard to put my finger on what exactly it is that I want. 

The other day at my interview—to this very boring job, I swear some of these interviews I often wonder but for the thrill of a paycheck why else would I be here —the lady asked what my dream for the next 3 years would be,  what do I want to achieve professionally and personally. To this, I really do not know. The interview tips rule books advise that you say that your goal is to keep working at said company, and doing a good job, so I said that, but the personal part. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. For one, she doesn’t know me like that so I can’t be telling her what I want in my life personally. The other, and the most important one is I don’t know what it is myself. I told her, "get married and have 5 kids." Something nice and simple. She chuckled. I mentioned this to a friend of mine, and she replied, you know that’s not your dream. 

Why she thought that I don’t know. Maybe it is. I told her I should have said it was to marry Keanu and have a dozen of his babies. I said next time someone asks me that that would be my answer, to marry Keanu, can you help me achieve that? Can this company and the boring tasks you have lined up for this position possibly help me achieve this dream? Sadly, that is not the answer to the thrill of the endless search that burns within us, as humans. Or maybe not, I hate to sit idle, so maybe not.

It’s just stupid, the way our mind wanders sometimes, especially in the morning, Sunday Mornings. I swear it's the best time to map out your life plan. There's the peaceful calm of Sunday service, God being summoned from all the different religious denominations so it makes Him ever present in our thoughts that day even though we may not have participated in Sunday worship just yet, He is there more than we ever presumed and then there's the dread of Monday (new work week!) looming over us, knowing that this is the last day we get to lazily wake up to our rambunctious thoughts and our casual adulthood.

That being said, what do you wish for on a Sunday Morning? What are the dreams you allow your mind to meander through on a Sunday Morning or any morning as you angrily beat down that alarm clock for its intrusion into your day dreams? These are mine...