A few days ago, I was at the gym, watching the news, and learned of a museum theft. What was stolen was a historic Gold Rush-era box.

It got me thinking, as I trudged along on the elliptical, What if the thieves who stole the box were really people who were trying to save the world, and the box contained some evil underworld god’s soul, and the bad guys were hatching some evil plan to release this dark evil upon this world as we know it?

(It’s amazing all the things that one can think of while working out in the gym.)

I mean, what if all along, all those wonderful, fantastical books that we read are actually non-fiction? Perhaps there really is some gigantic wizard community hidden from us non-magical folk, and they have their wizard government that erases our memories when something “magical” happens.

Or maybe that woman we always see at that coffee shop we always go to on our lunch break is really some goddess from some well-known myth.

And the problem is…we are just…MUGGLES. We don’t see all those things we dream and read about, because we are not part of that world. Perhaps all of those things exist, but they have been kept from us, the Muggle community.

I can read all about dragons and wandlore all I want, but in the end, I’m just a googly-eyed, smitten girl, in love with books by J.K. Rowling, Rick Riordan, J.R.R. Tolkien, Michael Scott, Cornelia Funke…the list goes on and on and on…

But the fact remains – I am just a Muggle.

No matter how much I love all the things I have read, I will never change that fact. I have never seen a goblin in real life as my fingers brush against the hilt of the sword dangling from hip; never shook hands with an elf; never supped with wizards who could levitate my bowl of hearty potato stew with a swish of their wands.

But so the story goes…That is not my life, and I will never know if that box could have been the end of the world, and if the thieves were really half-god children who just saved us all from an impending doom.

Does anyone else feel the same way?

[By the way, doodles are inspired by Mindy Moon, my talented sister that doodles like no other, and Muffin, an awesome illustrator whose blog I recently discovered and immediately fell in love with.]

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Take it easy,

Jackie