Confession

I wish that

this illness was like a coat that I could take off maybe for an hour or two.  So the struggle is not there all the time, every time.  So there could be respite.

Or that I could stretch my arms and fingers and toes and feet fully so I can change positions at night to sleep peacefully and feel that glorious stretching and flexing sensation.  

I searched for dandelion clip art to include with the wish list and opted to sketch my own.  And as I drew I realized these seed things that you blow on whilst making a wish look like nerves.

Woah.