'Click click clack' and find the magic

Maybe all we need is to put our goggles on, roll down the window and believe. (Credit: Malachi Lefurgey)

We live in a world that has no magic. No unicorns, sorcerers, giants, talking animals (except that one bird) and no yellow brick road with a wizard who grants us wishes.  

We live in a world with taxes, parking tickets, exams, assignments, road rage, prisons and having seven pairs of the same colour of jeans in our closet.  

But, if we truly look for it, behind the grey clouds, stinky sulfur, four essays and weekly garbage days, we can see and pick out the beautiful moments that can create a life full of wonder.  

Growing up, we’re always on the hunt for more. When you're a kid, you want to be a teenager, teenager to adult, then adult to retired senior. 

The simple idea that if we were older, wiser and just a little more confident, all would have worked out.  

I couldn't help but wonder, does it ever stop? The wanting, the constant attempts at leveling up, deciding what we want, family, marriage, apartment or house?  

As young adults, we think back to how our parents used to live their lives. It seems our parents were a lot more accomplished than we are. But were they happier? 

Buying a house, having children right after high school, renovations by hand, doing it all. But is there that feeling of euphoric joy in your soul while painting a kitchen cabinet? 

Do we just lose the feeling of “living” when we get older? Or is painting a kitchen cabinet truly that fulfilling? 

“I’m just a young little hoe,” said Anna-Leah Simon, whose mother had her at 20.   

As Gen Z, we are no longer chained to the idea of tradition. Willing to break the rules to feel free and have the magic be in the cusp of our hands.  

And if that freedom comes in being a “little hoe,” I'm already there with her.  

But once in a while, our rooms get messy, the garbage piles high, dust collects on our nightstands, the food in our mini fridge is mouldy and our anti-anxiety medication is somehow gone.  

Nevertheless, just like Raye sings in her newest song “Click Clack Symphony (feat. Hans Zimmer),” “Though this season of her life had been cold, lonely and tough ... she had learned a beautiful lesson ... that maybe everything was going to be alright.”  

Maybe Raye is right in reminding us that there is no “riding shining armoured knight.”

It is our job, in a magicless world, to go out and find the magic that creates that euphoric feeling.  

Maybe the magic is in the unwarranted long drives for gas station milkshakes and then coming home to make the bed with the person you love, while he goes to check on his pizza pockets and Ribs by Lorde plays in the background.  

Or it's your mom buying a new “Welcome” mat, or a new chair that “swivels, rocks and reclines.” Maybe the magic is just seeing her reaction when she's showing it all to you on FaceTime.  

The magic can truly be anywhere; all you really have to do is look for it.