When I was a child I just knew magic is real. As an adult I find my soul desperately needs it to be real.

The eternal tempest has me and yet will not drown me. No clarity, no color, no light, just endless grey without the promise of the black.

Today is the day I shall conquer this tempest. It shall not break me into shards. I will bend it to my will.

Everything in life is just a memory. So when you have a bad moment just remember it differently.