My Voice Just Echoes Off These Walls

This week, I need to believe in miracles.

Scratch that.

I need a miracle. One, small, infinitesimal miracle amidst an infinite sea.

Something to level things out. Something that's *fair*, in its own way. Something that's deserved.

It's always darkest before the dawn? Well, it's been a long night's journey, kids.

Tuesday evening, I've got a conference call—but if I've a miracle-budget, I don't want to use it on that. You* know what I want.

("You" meaning "The Universe".)

This week. Some good news.

[[I wish success for myself and my friends, and that would include shitloads of money.]]