what number is this?

Sigh,

I want for so much. Silly, niave little things that I'm embarrassed to put into words. No, I'll keep my wishes locked up.
There is a saying that I recall, for situations where I'm wishing more than I should.

"You can wish in one hand and shit in the other, and see which hand fills up faster."

I wish for one thing, then wish for the opposite. I want both simultaneously.
I know it's ego, all ego, but how can I silence it? Am I doomed to never feel satisified?
When will I be enough for myself?

sieben

I just watched the first half of the newscast.
Rioting protests and a crumbling economy in Europe, followed by toxic, impossible messes that have maybe no chance of being cleaned or fixed by human hands and an unnamed insurance company suing a 14-year-old girl. This is two years after she saved two children from an inferno-house fire, so they won't have to pay for the damages.
Top that off with a continuing-to-erupt volcano, spewing ash and debris for thousands of miles. My soul started to ach, and I cried for the disgusting way we're treating this home of ours.
Give me a "The End Is Neigh" sign, I think we've gone too far.

six

Holey!!!
Getting better and better at this tech-soaked industry.
Really wishing I had taken more advantage of computers in highschool.
Except that there were something like 10 computers in the school way back in 1999, when I graduated.
In those days teachers accepted hand-written assignments, and deducted 10 per cent.
Yeesh!
I no longer think that all computers are out to mess me up, it's up to me to know what to ask it to do, and how to ask it.
Someone should develope a "bone-head" translator program for people like me. I'm sure I'm not the only one.
*crickets chirping*
Hello? I said I'm sure I'm not the only one?
Oh boy!