Here’s a way to make the longest day of the year even longer: fly transatlantically from Europe to the US. The day will stretch on forever, nothing but daylight.
According to tradition I should light a fire and take a ritual bath. My fire might stay confined to a piece of paper. The ritual bath might be a short dip in the pool before I allow myself to pass out from jet lag. Still, I feel the magic and renewal of this day, its light and energy washing over me, lifting me up. After all, it’s always good to come back from a trip feeling younger than you did when you left, with fresh energy, and your magic recharged. I promise not to stay away this long again.
