I can hear the 38 year old man and the three year little old girl of this household in the bathroom. They are having a conversation about how her face got so dirty and where all the mermaids have gone. All the while, she swims in a sea of bubbles.
The back door is open and crisp, spring air is filling up the house.
Some where a neighbor is mowing their lawn.
The sun light is laced with gold right now. It's one of the first days we've had a break from spring time rain in about a week.
I smell lilacs.
I'm sitting here writing out a grocery list, weekly menu, an article...stuff. Life stuff.
And right now is pure magic.
I just have to realize it, see it, smell it, hear it, feel it.
I make it so.
Magic.
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