Choice, made

So, I choose complicated, not crazy. So, I choose astronomy and flying, not construction and pints. So, I choose a different set of hands, less broken. So, I choose a different man, less damaged. But, I did get to say: "be happy, you little devil." And honey, I do mean it. Even though I don´t think it´s  possible. It´s still the one wish I have this morning.