11:11

I used to make wishes at 11:11 religiously. The worst of days could be made better again with the simple phrase "It's 11:11, make a wish," because I could just wish for things to be better. I never did, though, I always wished for the one person I couldn't have. I haven't made a wish since I forbade myself from wishing for her, but even still, when the clock strikes 11:11, it reminds me of hoping. The joy was always in hoping. 

Happy 11/11 :)