Perhaps everything we do is the preamble to some future dingbat’s wish. Maybe all of history is unavoidably conspiring to lead to a truck of cash toppling over in front of him, after which point we’ll all blink and look around, dazed, unsure what to do.
Wait, does this mean the well knows what you will wish for before you wish for it? We’re getting into some weird areas here…
Perhaps everything we do is the preamble to some future dingbat’s wish. Maybe all of history is unavoidably conspiring to lead to a truck of cash toppling over in front of him, after which point we’ll all blink and look around, dazed, unsure what to do.