Day 59... magic

Day 59...  every day since I started this.  Words.  Simplicity the common theme in everything.  Connections.  Cryptic, random.  I like this space though at times I don't give enough to my words.  Don't sit with them, don't let them linger long enough inside my head.  I have other memories there now, floating and I'm content.  The words will come in detail when they need to - happy, filled.  But for now, little snippets of every day.  Of sunshine and sparkle.  Mischief and magic.  My space.