With sheer will I push my wish up toward the stars illuminating the night sky. I imagine it bouncing around like a pinball, can actually hear the digitized ‘clang‘ as it ricochets between the glittering specks, or the metallic ‘ping‘ of the air hockey puck careening against the barriers as it crosses the rink. I wonder if it will ever find its home, a resting place in this arcade where my dreams can come true.