I woke up listening to the rain beat down on the roof, and my roommate's steady sleepy breathes right next to me. I opened my eyes and immediately smiled.
Magic, I thought.
It's not every day that you get to wake up in a fort, next to a dear friend, listening to nature doing its nature thing.
Life is good my friends. Magic happens, every day. We just need to train our eyes to see it.
Documented magic moments:
the lasting friendship, though separated for years. magic.
There are more. More pictures. More undocumented magical moments. Infinitely more.
Thank you my God, for bringing on the magic.