You know that feeling when something important crosses your mind and then all of a sudden that very thing just pops up before your eyes?
It might be something as small as a picture of our favourite animal, or movie star, or even a specific thing.
Now what if that specific thing is something that you’d lost, searched everywhere for, and gave up all hope of finding?
We have all experienced that, some time or the other.
Of course, we all say it’s a coincidence but being the kind of girl who loves to see magic in simple, every-day occurrences, I was not one to pass these by.
So today, just an hour or so before this very prompt was posted, I decided I had my own personal genie who would grant me any number of wishes I liked ( I’d read of this from The Secret).
More specifically, when I needed him to find something for me.
I won’t be lazy, mind you – I’ll look for it in every place that I associate the item with, and then when all of my human skills have been exhausted, I’ll just ask the genie to find it for me!
And to communicate with my genie, I’ll use my journal and my imagination.
It sounds crazy, right?
But what with all the nostalgia pouring in, I supposed I’d do something from my childhood that always made me feel so incandescently happy.