I have been resisting magic for a long time.
It is a hard thing to put out of your mind. Even if you think you’ve succeeded, suddenly there it is.
I talked to my children yesterday about their magical plans, getting it all straight in my head.

This morning I had strange nightmares. I usually wake when the light is blue- I don’t know why it shines blue in the early morning but it does. This morning I dreamt the alarm went off and when I grabbed the clock I crushed it. Or rather it disintegrated in my hand. I then went to open the curtain. But underneath the curtain was another curtain, and yet another, and still another. They curtains did not end. I marveled at this. And then woke up in my bed. And it was not time to get up.

Just a common dream you say? I generally never remember my dreams. I think it is a symptom of the magic that has infested my home.

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