Today at my job at the library I was briefly gifted with a magical power: I could read minds.
I don't know how this happened, or why. All I know is that I was doing some menial task and, like with the cartoon light bulb, I suddenly knew that for the next half hour I would be able to read people's minds.
I figured I better take this skill out for a spin. I had to be six feet from the person whose mind I was trying to read. So I wandered into the proximity of a co-worker who was looking at a book on Amazon about a liver and gall bladder cleanse diet.
"Maybe wishes really do come true." She was thinking.
This was pretty neat! I read her mind.
A librarian walked by with an armful of books.
"Maybe wishes really do come true." He thought.
I was less excited now.
I headed out to where patrons were working on the computers. A man in a red shirt was looking at some kind of sports website. He was thinking:
"Maybe wishes really do come true."
"Maybe my mind reading is broken?" I wondered.
But just as I knew I could read minds I knew my mind reading wasn't broken. I tested it on the county navigator person staring into space with nothing to do. Yes, they were also thinking "Maybe wishes really do come true." I could hear it clear as a bell.
I guessed that was about as much entertainment as I was going to be getting from my miraculous skill. A mile wide and an inch deep. So I went over to a work computer. There wasn't much to do. I looked into space for a long time.
And then I thought it too.