So let me get something off my chest.
These things listed as the title topic of this post? Yeah. They’re real.
Let me explain why.
I am a twenty-four-year-old woman, as much as I hate to admit it. I am constantly told to grow up, act my age, think about my future. As much as I try to do these things to ensure the chance of my overall survival in this harsh world, I cannot deny the sense of childlike wonder and intrigue that still lives within me.
I’ll give you an example. We’ve all had those life moments that will forever be permanently embedded in our minds, like our first kiss with our first love, the book you read that made you cry… the feeling you get when you eat your favorite chocolate bar! It’s so great, right?
These are all signs that magic and love both exist and should be nourished and kept alive no matter how badly the world tries to take them away from you.
Sorry if that felt kind of ranty, but it’s a thought I had and I felt it needed to be put out there.
Keep dreaming guys, there’s more than enough room for practicality AND whimsy. Remember that. -Dee