Fresh today · Saturday, 20 June

New Wishes

A handful of wishes pulled from the cabinet this morning. Pick one up — copy, save it to your pinboard, or send it on.

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Here's to a candle count that doesn't matter and a love count that, conveniently, only includes one.

Wishing you a slow morning, a useful afternoon, and an evening with my hand on the small of your back.

May this year hand you the easy version of every hard thing you've been brave about.

Happy birthday — the universe owes you a few things, and I'll do my best to deliver on its behalf.

Wishing you a year of low-stakes joys: good bread, good light, good company, repeated often.

May tonight close with you laughing about something small and me grateful you're still finding it funny.

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Here's to the birthday of the only person I'd plan a quiet evening for and consider it a perfect party.

You started as my best friend, became my favorite person, and somehow kept both job titles without complaint.

Loving you is just our friendship with better lighting and slightly fewer boundaries about whose fries those are.

Wishing my best friend a life full of the inside jokes only we will ever bother to translate.

May we keep arguing about restaurants, agreeing about people, and laughing about the same dumb thing for decades.

You're the only person I'd willingly road-trip with, sit in silence with, and call at 6 a.m.

Here's to a love that survives because we never stopped being curious about each other's worst opinions.

Wishing us another year of unflattering photos, generous translations, and zero need to perform for anyone watching.

May the rest of our days feel like the back half of our best conversation — easy, unhurried, ongoing.

Loving my best friend is mostly listening to the same story twice and laughing harder the second time.

Wishing you a week of small wins I get to hear about first and complain about second.

Here's to the rare love that doesn't have to leave the friendship behind to claim a new title.

May we keep choosing each other not because we should, but because no one else gets the reference.

You're the friend I'd pick in any draft and the partner I'd defend in any argument, in that order.

Wishing us the kind of love that survives long car rides, slow Wi-Fi, and one another's families.

Loving you means knowing your coffee order, your tells in arguments, and your true opinion of my driving.

May we keep ruining each other for everyone else in the gentlest, most reciprocal way possible.

Here's to a friendship that took the long way around to becoming a love, and arrived on time anyway.

Wishing my best friend a life with fewer obligations and more of the small Tuesdays we already love.