Insert Name Here, Wielder of Magic

magic: a quality that makes something seem removed from everyday life especially in a way that gives delight.

You might call them nerds, geeks, or over-enthusiastic fans, but the truth is, there is a small, flickering life of imagination hidden within all. There is no doubt in my mind that at one point or another, we retreat to this soulwell of child-like dreams; creating and pretending that life, while we continue to live it, is different somehow. We deny it outwardly, but on the inside, things seem less mundane. Suddenly, a meeting or homework assignment becomes more than just work--it becomes an adventure that you, among all others, have been chosen to see through to the end. Flying via airplane becomes an alternative means of travel since your broomstick was shattered during that battle of good versus evil. Traveling via car becomes your subtle way of transportation since portal-making and teleportation are too much for the ordinary human to comprehend.

There are many ways in which we play this game, but the question remains, why do we deny to others the existence of this world in which we retreat to? Is it because our culture teaches us to be serious, hard-workers, and investors? Or is it because we deny it to ourselves, pretending that stress and being overworked are simply unavoidable pieces of life with no reprieve? The cliche phrase "find a happy place" is something that only seems to exist within children's stories; perhaps we need to take a lesson from these stories and find, retreat to, and live for a while in our imagination's splendor.

So dream on, you of fantastic imagination, you of wishful thinking, and you of world-saving powers. Continue to have your adventures and teach the rest how to live; magic is, after all, a quality that makes something seem removed from everyday life.