Let it Rain

It's hard to explain, but somehow everything is different. There is a sort of magic in every moment where there wasn't before. It's in the simplest of things, like the way the sunshine falls on the street, or the music being played in a second hand craft store. Nothing is as it was, and yet nothing has changed but my state of mind. We create our own worlds and our own experiences. Heaven and Hell are in the everyday, seemingly mundane, ordinary things.