"Hello, loved one. How are you? No, I mean underneath the annoyances of the day. How are you?
You're wondering where I came from. Why am I talking to you now? I'm the voice inside your head. Not that one, not the one that tells you that you didn't/can't/shouldn't have/better not/how could you. I'm the other voice, the quiet one.
I'm here now because I heard you. On Monday. You had just turned off the freeway onto Trimble, headed for your office, and I heard what you said. "Where's the magic? There has to be magic. If there's no magic in life, then I don't want to play anymore."
You didn't know those words were in you, did you loved one, until you heard them come from your mouth? And they rocked your soul. I heard you gasp at the truth of those words.
So here I am. I came to show you magic.
With deep and abiding love,