Wishing

I went to the wishing well and put in a quarter. I didn’t say anything.

The wishing well said, “Do you have a wish or not?”

I said that I was feeling confused because when I get what I want, I’m really happy, but that happiness quickly fades and I want something else.

The wishing well said, “Then you just wish for something new.”

I said that it seems like an endless cycle.

The wishing well said, “Why do you think I got into this business?”