The Law of Attraction.

Life is a playground.

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“Try to go back and memorize, child,” Gaia spoke. “Go back to your childhood and remember. Remember the first butterfly you came across, the first raindrop that softly touched your nose, the first time you breathed in the scent of a flower, the first steps you walked barefoot over sand, the first snowman you built with freezing fingers, the first time you saw a rainbow, the first try on writing down your own name, the first time you blew in that flute and it really made a sound, the first bite into an apple. Remember every moment, activity, sensation, thing, person you ever discovered.”

I did. And going back into these wonderful memories, put that expression of awe on my face. I had my eyes closed, the reddened cheeks pulled the lips into a broad smile, my mouth was slightly opened, and some watery essence came dripping down the corner of it.

“Yes, child.” Gaia went on, seeing me in awe and as such, enjoying my memories as well. “They all, all these memories, are your creation. You are the creator of the world you remember. Now go on. Memorize further, the first day in school, the first pet, the first boyfriend. Come along, and remember the first argument, the first fight, the first bruise, the first failed exam, the first loss, the first broken heart.”