Many times in my life I have had the opportunity to realize that wishful thinking, when done lightly and without any pretension, quickly becomes reality. Why does this happen? I remember once, in college, my street was being tidied up, the asphalt had been removed from part of the street, so I thought: It would be nice if they removed the asphalt from the whole street and stopped traffic (I don't know why I thought that). The other day in the morning, no car could enter the street. Two days ago I thought: it would be nice if it was sunny and rainy while I was running in the park. I was running in the park and the sun was shining and the rain was wetting my hair.
It would be nice if I could unexpectedly get a better house to move into, a house with a view.
It would be nice if I got money unexpectedly, so I could finish my new book.
It would be nice if Covid-19's vaccine was discovered soon.
It would be nice if I could get rid of my fears.
It would be nice if I could find out who the man with the voice is.
It would be nice if my husband got a dream job, because he deserves it.
It would be nice if my son started speaking English without me forcing him.
It would be nice if I moved to a country where it rained less and the sun shone more.
It would be nice if I got an agent.
It would be nice.
That's all.
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