Magic.

One of the things that we hear is magic doesn't exist but what if it does. I don't mean fairies and mystical creatures I mean magical moments. For example, when good things happen we often describe them as magical. Maybe it's not that magic doesn't exist we just kind of see more negative in the world than we do positive. We often forget that we have magical moments to celebrate because we let the bad over shadow it. As we are moving through our busy schedules we forget that magic is all around us. As kids we play with imignary things and to a child this is ordinary life. However as we grow older we see this as percuilar. The thing is maybe if we actually had more imagination we would be happier people. My magic happens to be my writing. I put words on paper and I bring myself joy and hopefully I bring others joy as well.