Magic

I always thought it was childish to believe in magic. It felt naive and silly. I thought it was something you believed in as a kid but grew out of as you learned about the world and how little there is that feels like magic when you're older. Everything is difficult and that can be really discouraging sometimes. Waking up everyday trying to stay optimistic when it isn't really your nature. Putting on a smile that feels a little hollow. Investing time in things that don't feel fulfilling. Spending the little time you have to yourself too exhausted to be able to enjoy anything. The lack of magic felt obvious.

But it isn't really a lack of magic that makes everything so dull and bleak. There is so much beauty in the world that can be very difficult to find sometimes. But when you see it, it lights up and glows as if there is something inside it begging you to believe that it's magic. Being able to take time to invest in things that not only bring you happiness but open you up to experiences that awaken the child inside that sees magic in everything is incredibly important. Time is a luxury many don't have so seeing the world in an ordinary way seems inevitable. But there is magic out there. Whether it be a place, a person, a relationship, a group of friends, or even fond memories and experiences.

Magic may not be the all powerful, life altering energy that we believed in as kids. But the magic that is out there is underrated and invariably beautiful.