A Short Talk on Imagination {Draft}

Imagination raised us growing up.

Princesses, wizards, and fairies.

Magic weaving its way from mind to

mind like a giant quilt. Imagination

running wild like a horse running to

freedom. Most people discard what

we call make-believe. Discarding

those imaginary friends and

fairytales; to always face the harsh reality

instead of the soft cushion of

the nonexistent. Your flying broom

ascended into the starry purple

night sky leaving you behind in

charcoal.