Summer 2025. We frequently chase moments that feel magical. We try to recreate past ones that we felt on top of the world, felt like the main character, felt pure and utter joy. We frequently venture to the same party or festival, look for that hook up that takes your breath away and leaves you speechless, or even search for that love you once felt with a person from the past. Those magical moments can’t be recreated though. They are just born. You can’t create magic whenever you want because magic can’t be explained. I don’t know where and I don’t know when I will have my next magical moment but, I do know when it happens I will be ready and will welcome it with open arms. I’ll then take it in for all it is worth and then release it back into the world because those moments can’t and won’t last forever. Summer 2025 was magical.