Real Magic

Woke up today feelin' about 7 years old.  The mysteries in life weigh down on your heart until you can't take it anymore.

Are we solving any of them for anybody else?  Sure as hell hope so.  I remember how it felt to be lost and confused.  It's the sort of aching loneliness that makes you want to know a thing or two about everything.  Surely they will enjoy my magic.