Monday Morning Heartbreak
I believe in magic – pixie dust; something special when you least expect it. In the middle of the week your mom cooks breakfast for dinner; a snow day, going out to the movies in the middle of the week. I try to make magic, something seemingly random show up in the mail and for a brief moment there is magic for the receiver – something unexpected, a happy surprise and a smile, But, this is real life outside a bubble. Outside of a world I can control and by sheer will. I realize maybe the loss of hope I saw in Curt was really a reflection of my loss of hope and the end of magic.