Wishing

She'd always wished for her chance.

One shot that would see her launch like a rocket into the universe.

One opportunity.

One win.

How hard could that be?

She told herself that people all over the world were getting their shot every day.

If not her then who?

If not now then when?

All she had to do was link into that silver thread of creative energy that looped the world. Some called them lay lines, Spirit lines, some energy flows, who knew but they were there and all she needed to do was connect her contact wire like a trolley car to the mysterious power above her. Once connected she would be off trundling forward in a groove all her own.

Every one had their own spark to contribute to the world, their own way of putting words one in front of another to create their on little pinch of magic.

Why couldn't she be one of them?

A wish.

A wish for a little sprinkle of magic. A dusting. She was convinced that was all it would take.

A chance meeting at a coffee shop. A partner at a dance night. A friend's introduction.

She'd listened to the stories of other rockets which had soared high into the ether and she knew it was possible. That the stars aligned and connections were there waiting for her linkup to drive her forward.

She sat at her desk in the accountancy firm, hating Mondays. The grey-felt cubical boxing her in. The post card pinned before her eyes. The dream her mother had send her. The picture of Apollo 13 launching. And the words 'Failure is not an option'.

Failure could not be her option.

She had to harness the fuel in those giant orange tanks. They were there. she knew they were. All it took was a spark. The smallest electrical click and she would be off.

Mr Watkins and the end of month accounts would be a thing of the past. She would be soaring high.

A wish was like a spark. It was something magical. Something you couldn't quite touch, you couldn't smell or taste but something she knew existed as clearly as she knew electricity itself existed.

The smallest thing ...that would start it all.