To be Continued by Dasha Pears  Image: Sometimes the universe speaks—but never in words we expect. The flocks gather for a second, sending messages that may or may not exist. Look up —and for a heartbeat, it feels like it was meant for you. Maybe it’s a sign. Maybe it’s just birds. Either way, your mind completes the sentence—and that’s where the magic begins.
Sometimes the universe speaks—but never in words we expect. The flocks gather for a second, sending messages that may or may not exist. Look up —and for a heartbeat, it feels like it was meant for you. Maybe it’s a sign. Maybe it’s just birds. Either way, your mind completes the sentence—and that’s where the magic begins.