It’s always been there. That dreamy childhood magic, endless imagination, world upon world ~ an unseen aliveness animating my days.
Until I turned 15, that is. And the Magic faded with slow-motion agony.
I had my midlife crisis from age 17 -21, and then it happened: the Magic found me again.
It found me and swept me up and away in a brand new love affair.
Thank you, Magic.