Magicians
And I'm not sure exactly what to say about today.
Because nothing ever happens and life is just like this. Life is just this something that's a whole bunch of nothings. So you can make up something out of nothing; people do it everyday. Lies. Jokes. Apologies. All somethings made out of nothings. But you can make good somethings out of nothings too.
My life is a nothing but it's still a something at the same time. It is still my life & I still live it. So I am grateful because I'm not a magician who can turn butter into creme.
I'm a different kind of magician.
I'm grateful for my talent because not many people can do the things I can do. Because I'm a magican means I can pull rabbits out of my hat and make little children smile. Because I can make the tears crawling down my friends' face go away by just being there. Because I can teleport through a phonecall. Because my single hug can make the worries of a bad day fade away. Because I can understand with my eyes. & with my hands. Because I can say spells like, "I love you & I'm sorry," and people suddenly turn happy.
I'm a magican.
& I can make somethings out of nothings. I don't know how I do it but I think it is because someone taught me. I think it because I've been shown so much love throughout my life. I think it is because I have so many things to be grateful for ...even when the dark comes. Even when I'm alone. Even when there is no magican there I can be my own magician. I can make the bad things go away if I tried. & that's what people should do when they hurt, realize that they are their own magicians. Nothings do make somethings.