I choose to believe. There is magic in the world. I know it. If I have trouble seeing it in the day to day grind of life, I will remember and create my own. Dreams come true. Anything is possible. I am my own rainbow…wait, I think that’s from the movie Superstar.
Whatever.
I will wear my Believitude like a shiny armor against doubt, uncertainty, and old men who flip me off on the freeway. I SHOUTED SORRY…geez. Let it go.
And that, my friends, is the Word.
Great word. We need to believe in magic!
ReplyDeleteAmen, sister!
ReplyDeleteI like that word!
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