I love it in real life, when the truth is so perfect, or so odd; that you couldn’t have imagined something juicier. Like the way this year started, or how a particular name says everything…
The trick is can you enjoy the irony? Can you allow yourself to have fun with situations unknown, or people not perfect? Does everything have to make sense, right now? This ruins the magic, the latitude for miracles to happen…
If I’ve learned anything from my obsession with The Duffer Brothers, Stranger Things, it’s we’re not opening enough. We live within such narrowed visions and concepts, that we actually create the monsters, by not expanding our thinking, by not believing in something beyond us. We box ourselves in.
Love,