#140

I mean, what exactly is the point in praying for her food when her dad died six days before she was born from something the top cardiothoracic surgeons in the state explained by saying “I don’t know why this happened.”

#117

I wish you a journey of yellow lights with a bored, smalltown cop riding behind you the entire time.  I wish you lactose sensitivities and a gluten allergy at a restaurant that says they have a full gluten-sensitive menu but really only serves two salads. I hope that one of them is your all-time favorite salad and that while you’re enjoying it, a delicious bite goes down the wrong pipe and causes your life to flash before your eyes.  I hope that someone in the room learned CPR about three years ago and saves your life, but also cracks a few ribs in the process.  The therapist said that I’m not supposed to waste my time wishing you ill so instead, I wish you regularly inconvenienced.