Magic

I woke up dismal, and decided that today would be as good a day as any to search for magic. I used to see it everywhere, but lately... not so much. It's an experiment to test a theory that I have, that the magic is still there, I'm just not looking for it, so it isn't visible to me. Like fairies, and wise crows that want to tell you something. The way the wind rustles the leaves in a pattern to remind you of what you've forgotten. The way your dreams seem to come in these overwhelming waves of insight, every five years or so. I mean, I can't think of any reason why today isn't a good day to do that.