Mario Villalobos


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Bought new tires for my car and imagined the unknown and untravelled journey that lies ahead. This followed a dream from the night before where my car wouldn’t start. I turned and turned the key in the ignition but all I heard was the sputtering of the engine and no spark. An omen, perhaps, or just a dream. Sometimes I wonder what life would be like if I lived in a time of magic and wonder, where dreams were taken more seriously and where my night terrors are caused by the devil and his minions. But we live in a time of science and enlightenment, a time with its own magic and wonder. One of my favorite memories of my time in Montana has been when I enter any of the elementary school classrooms and fix a teacher’s technology problem. The eyes on the kids when they see the computer working again is intoxicating. Their eyes are full of their own magic and wonder, and I’m the magician. If only I can fix all life’s problems like I can a computer.