A Concoction of Hope and Zest

away from the bustling city life lies a little village that no one knows exists, and in that village there's a bazaar that sells anything anyone asks for. anything and everything - whatever you can think of, you just have to ask. ask for it in the right way and your wish will be granted. think of it as a fairy-tale land, where happily-ever-after's are possible, snowflakes fall when lovers kiss, six-packs are easy to achieve, and every caterpillar turns into pretty butterflies.

there's an empty tortoise shell that whispers something - something that when listened closely, sounds as if it's calling your name, no matter what your name is. there's a antique china that's bottomless and you can pour as much water as you want out of it and it just won't run dry. they sell wishing stars, frogs that turn into princes, witches' brooms and oh, the best hazelnut fat-free ice cream. walking down the street full of quirky items on display, i set down to look for what i came here for.

ahh here it is.
"uhh sir, can i have a bottle of Confidence and two packets of Motivation please?"
the man with a glass eye (he lost the other one in a bet) looked at me in such a way that somehow gave me the jitters, and handed me those items in a paper bag.
"uhh.. actually can you make it three bottles of Confi?"
"anything else miss?"
"yes, uhm. do you by any chance sell Inspiration and perhaps some Optimism?"
"and how many ounce of Inspiration do you need?"
"i'll get 12 oz of both, please."
"they come pints, so its either you take one or two pints, that's 16 or 32."
"i'll have two pints then. and a quart of Optimism."
"is that all miss?"
silence.
i'm still thinking. it could be his stare, or it might just be me, but when i'm jittery i can't seem to think clearly. i guess my fumbling and glazing look prompted him to say something.
"if i could suggest, miss, i think the Anti-procrastinablo pills could work magic. but. it's just a suggestion miss."
"hmm. alright i'll take that too. thanks."

and so i got myself a concoction of all the ingredients i desperately need right now. hopefully after a few drinks of that zesty mixture, it will work magic, as it promised. :)

ahhhhhh i love my trips to the Alley of Imagination. don't we all?