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After I took the boys’ litter out tonight, I sensed magic filling the air. Crickets greeted me with their songs, reverberating through lilies and ferns and overgrown grasses. The air is crisp but thick, full of possibility. A sense of peace washed over me. It reminded me of a bit in one of my favorite songs of all time: Aquaeous Transmission by Incubus. I want to remember this moment.

I kind of want to sleep with a window cracked tonight and let the magic infiltrate my mind so I can fill tomorrow with creativity and happiness. But it is a bit humid and my husband is very sensitive to humidity. Real life seems to get in the way of magic moments sometimes. Still, this feels just as amazing as I imagine it feeling when I hear the song.