Welp, I did it. I turned 30.
Lightning didn’t strike; tsunamis didn’t come crashing over me; hellfire didn’t consume all that I am and love.
But it wasn’t without some heartbreak and loneliness and fear. I tried to greet them without invitation, and remember that sometimes, things must die. I must exorcise the lingering shadows, as I am not interested in living with ghosts.
And so I am renewing my commitment to myself.
I am here. I am alive. I am the magic.
(photo by umberdove)