Halloween has been and gone, and I did indeed get my grumpy ass outside amongst the trees to make another wish or two. But, to be honest, when I found the special place, and got my head all silent and into a proper sort of wishing mode, I realised that I couldn’t really think of anything to wish for. Not for myself anyway. Weird. Maybe this means that, actually, I am content. Who’d have guessed?
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