Where is the magic?

I know, it's been quiet here, but:

time flies

there are just not enough hours in a day

how the weeks rush by

I can't believe it's the middle of June already

you blink and you miss it

Broken camera, work, work, work, over-crowded supermarkets, ticking time, strong coffee, folding laundry, finding thin slivers of time between getting home and bedtime to do some writing, wondering to myself 'where is the magic?', finally coming up for air with weekend picnics in the garden and reading fairy tales together. Then starting all over again.  

All the clichés.  That's what happened.

I know it's a bit old now, but this kind of reminds me of David Foster Wallace's now very famous commencement speech:

The most obvious, important realities are often the ones that are hardest to see and talk about. Stated as an English sentence, of course, this is just a banal platitude. But the fact is that, in the day-to-day trenches of adult existence, banal platitudes can have a life-or-death importance.

Taken from this video. It's definitely inspiring enough to watch again.