Once upon a time you were told that if you were good, three lovely fairies would descend from the heavens and sprinkle you with fairy dust. They would then whisk you off to the ball in a stunning gown from Rodarte, paired with vintage Chanel kitten heels. There are no glass slippers in this story because everyone knows that if you do wear glass slippers, your most coveted patrons probably refer to you as, Destiny.
As the story continues, you come to recognize that there is no fairytale without toils of labor and love. You find yourself having to wrestle rodents of unusual size, climb the cliffs of insanity, combat a Spaniard in a sword fight and defeat a villain in a battle of wits by developing an immunity to iocane powder. All in the name of love.
The reality is, we live in the real world and we face real world rogues; like economic downturns, global warming and voter suppression. The villains we battle in real life cannot be defeated with a lance and shield. Even with the understanding of what is real and what is fantasy, you never seemed to forget how to wish upon a star. And even if times are hard for dreamers, you never stopped dreaming now, did you?
I am a believer. I believe in love, metaphysics, and that if I dream big enough, I too can defeat the cruel and wicked. And one day, I will go riding off into the sunset on a white valiant horse with my Spaniard and Giant by my side. Dreams don’t come true if you just wait around for them to happen. And happily ever after doesn’t come to those who wait. Well, maybe for Rapunzel or the likes of Sleeping Beauty, but I’m no princess. I’m just your everyday girl trying to battle her way through her very own story… with nothing more than a dream… and a pen in hand.
Not all fairytales go by the book. Times are Hard for Dreamers.