Choose to see magic in the little things.
Shimmering light filtering through the leaves. Steam rising from a cup of coffee in the early morning light. The creak of an old windowpane. The smell of a damp forest, after a cool autumn rain.
When I go to bed at night I open my blinds and look for stars. I live near the city so I can only see one or two but they’re so magical they always make me smile …


















