Random Writings

Fairy Tales

I have always believed in Fairy Tales. I know to some that makes me childish, naive, foolish, optimistic. But when did those become bad? As a child we are told to be creative and outgoing and whimsical. We are told that we need to relish in that feeling of freedom. But as an adult we are told to stop daydreaming and focus on reality.  Why can't that be my reality? Why can't I believe my boyfriend is a handsome prince who will wish me off my feet? Or that my boss is this witch that I must be nice to in fear of being turned into a toad? Or that pixies help change the seasons? Or beyond our stars are fascinating worlds just waiting to be explored? Why must I see everything so black and white when there is a world of color just waiting to be seen?