magic.

When I was a kid I believed in magic
I still do.
Kind of.
I make wishes at 11:11 (yes, screw you, people who mock me about this)
and other stuff.
What's wrong with having a little hope?
I WANT MAGIC TO EXIST OKAY.

The thing is, I used to wait
and wait
and wait
for things to happen.
Magical things.
Like for me to meet a fairy
a genie
to travel through time
meet a witch
meet a wizard.
find a wardrobe that led me to narnia
a rabbit hole that led me to wonderland
or just encounter some sort of supernatural/ mythical/ magical creature or situation
(I didn't wanna meet a ghost though ^^;;;)
I waited and waited
for a magical adventure.
maybe it's just that i watched too many cartoons
or read too many books..
I don't know.
I desperately wanted to believe in magic.
Nothing ever happened though.
Sigh.

you know how in some stories, the kid wakes up and they think it's a dream?
or their memories are completely erased?
like.. as they say their farewells the magical beings are like "you wont remember anything" etc etc?
well...
nowadays...
to console myself,
I like to think I HAVE encountered some wort of magical stiuation (or several)
and they just erased all my memories.
^^;;;

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