
On November 11th, 2011, I was counting down the seconds to the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour in my eleventh grade Law class. Several weeks before, word had spread that this one moment in time would be where you could have one wish to come true. Or at least that was the hope. I was reminded of this particular moment in my long and embarrassing history of painful naivety in high school after revisiting a certain beloved series of mine once more, earlier this year. The series was Toradora and the episode was the titled “The Palmtop Tiger of Happiness”.
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