Sometimes

Sometimes... Just sometimes I am compelled to think that magical creatures really exist.  Never in a bad way... just there... somewhere on the edge of your peripheral vision... never in direct line of sight. Sometimes in the shadows, sometimes in the foliage of the trees and bushes... blending in as you can feel the essence their presence.

Sometimes they seem playful,  which in some ways makes you question your grip on reality. Even more so lately. 
Things are not where I once put them... Only to be found in a place that I haven't been. Or things that I haven't used or moved for weeks,  appears where I am currently working. How is it that something that I was just using seconds ago can not be found... even though I haven't moved from that very spot. Or how is it that something I am looking for all over the place can not be seen... yet, moments later that item is in plain sight, on a table that I've already looked over several times. Makes you think that you are loosing your mind.  
The possibilities:

Someone is moving things around on you as a joke. 
( but no one is there) 

I am in fact loosing my mind or memory.

( not an option easily considered)

And finally... Magical creatures do exist. 
(easier to believe this than loosing ones mind)

So... No one else is here. 
I am not loosing my mind.

So what remains?

The logical conclusion: once you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

Just something to ponder and consider.

Could they really exist. 
Magical or mystical...

Interesting...