In my eyes
everything’s a fairytale, just like the book they used to read me when I was
little and the movies little girls still watch on TV. Everything is real,
everything is perfect and beautiful, problems exist but solutions also exist.
In real
life everything becomes black and white when facts hit you in the face like a
punch in a street fight. Problems exist, solutions are rare, and feelings after
all that are stronger than any happy ending a fairytale can have.
Life is not
a movie, not a story nor a fable… Well, it has a moral in the end, but we don’t
know it until it’s too late.
If life
would be like a movie, specially a romantic one, we’d only have good moments to
show the world and happy endings. If it would be a story, it’d be narrated in
first person and divided in chapters. But as a fable, life would be the most
read fable in history, because everyone would want to learn of other people
mistakes in order to avoid them in their life; but it would be totally worthless
its reading, because every life is different, and so it would be its moral in
the end.