magic
Perhaps it’s there somewhere, hidden among my boxes or in one of the millions of bags I cannot carry. Or rather is with the people, carried away to lands I miss. Or who would rather tell me the exact place? Of course, I’m not even talking about hair and princesses. That was just the photo that triggered my thread of thoughts.
Have you had this feeling that you’re stuck in a rut, not moving, not feeling the breeze, not feeling any development whatsoever? What does one do in such moments? Especially when the moments get long, longer… and then the person gets longer as well, whilst unable to find the answer.
Of course! why look for an answer in the first place?! Follow the wave, no!..better ride the wave! Plunge and dive, but make sure you stay afloat and do those tricks as well.
Back to my moments of magic-less wandering now… what do I do?
