Ok, yeah. We get it. Life is hard. There’s a lot of crap going on right now: pain, destruction, poverty, disease. It seems like the universe is double-dog daring me to make wishes lately just so It can smack me down with an immense, hearty “Bwa ha ha no” and maybe the same is true for you. This is at least how it appears. But wait, my darlings. There’s more. You must wish. You must pray. You must have dreams and work toward making them real. You must, because the weight of the world around you is crushing if you don’t. You are shielded and protected against evil and death so yay on that, but it’s not enough to make a life out of. It’s enough to be getting on with, and it’s important. But you (and we all) need more. We need heart. We need our dreams. We need to go all Jiminy Cricket up in this piece and start wishing on every whimsical thing we can think of. So get whimsical. Do it. Play with dolls, puppets, toys, Legos, Lincoln Logs, Duplo blocks, whatever. Color. Doodle. Sing. Whistle. Do anything that will make you laugh. Fart silently in public–we here at Muse’s Darling Industries are not generally proponents of the crop-dusters among us, but today you get a free pass, so pass that gas! And for the sake of all that’s holy, get outside into the breeze for a little while and listen. Listen to the wind and see what comes up.