I have many incredible childhood memories, and many of things I tried or did, I did again and again simply because it made me happy to do so. I rode horses, and still do. I went on adventures, and still do. I was a dreamer, and still am. One thing I miss from childhood is that undeniable belief in magic. Sure, as adults, and especially authors, we can believe in magic, fantasies, dragons, witches, etc., but as a child, believing wasn't seeing, it was just believing. There was no intellect involved, no practicality, just the magic. It's fun to tap into that magic as an adult.
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