Splat

I used to like to wish on stars. I'd look up and see a star and say the poem to myself "Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might have the wish I wish tonight." I gave the stars all kinds of excuses for not granting my wishes. Maybe that wasn't the first star I saw or maybe that was actually a planet and not a star. Maybe my wish isn't specific enough. Maybe I just didn't wait long enough. I don't think the stars ever really delivered beyond the smallest of things. That's probably for the best. If I've learned anything from movies, it is that when your wish is granted, there are always consequences. Still, if it wasn't cloudy, maybe I'd still try.

(Since splat is sometimes used as an alternative name for the asterisk and since that looks kind of like a star, I'm saying close enough. It was this or a story about the time a bird pooped on me while I was out for a walk.)