Magic is one of the first things you become acquainted with as a child. You grow up seeing magic in the trees, imagining fairies and elves residing within the boughs. You go around in a car and believe the moon is following you around, its opalescent glow shining upon you wherever your car takes you. You hear a noise at night and imagine the goblins and demons lurking in the shadows. But somewhere along the way, as you grow up, you lose the ability to see the magic in everyday things and your mind becomes accustomed to writing events off as coincidences and happenstance. We leave magic in the fantastical musings of our childhood self, but who's to say that the magic leaves us? There's magic all around us, even as adults. There's magic in the act of falling in love with someone, in the act of holding a loved one's hand in moments of happiness or pain, there is magic at the moment you hold a newborn baby for the first time, and there's magic everywhere!
