harry potter eat my dust

“Why don’t you write something?”, they say…
Why don’t I?
“Don’t you have anything to say?”
Now, that wouldn’t be that bad for a change…
“Why don’t you then? Why?”
‘Cause… I don’t know…
Ok, that’s a lie. But, usually, you know, when someone says “I don’t know”, he/she knows perfectly well but, obviously, he/she doesn’t want to share. Because if he/she shares, there might be a chance he/she’s going to lose something. What’s that? The feeling of plain magic. Something that happened but was too… magical for you to actually consider it to be nothing more than just a done thing from the past. It’s like Greece having won the Euro Cup. Only better. Much better.

So… some could call it a great day.
Yes, it was, wasn’t it?
But it was more. Because it was kind of magic. And, by the way, do you know what’s the… erm, great thing about magical days? They last more than 24 hours…
And no, to be honest, real magic doesn’t vanish even if u share. But why on earth would someone do a thing like that?
:-)
Oops, got to go. My carpet ride’s here…