When I see 11:11 on the clock, it’s not like I wish that everything will be okay in an instant or I wish I could find the fastest way to be successful. I know it’s a slow and long process. I don’t even exactly wish for things to be back how it started, it’s just a flood of longing that I can’t seem to get into words within those few moments whenever I have to make that wish. It’s too much feelings to untangle. Maybe that’s why nothing happens no matter how many times I've caught that time.