When Fantasy is No Longer Here

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Dreaming of being a princess or a fairy hidden somewhere in a magical land, being saved by the knight in shining armour and white horse, living in big castle and have all the fun I could imagine. If only it was for real. No, those were just day dreams or my fantasies when I was a kid.

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Too bad, as I grew older, all those fantasies have gone. Just like how Peter Pan doesn’t want to grow up as grown ups won’t be able to fly and have all the adventures in the magical land.

Now, I wish I would not grow up so I can continue to have day dreams, silly dreams or whatever you like to call it. These fairy tales seem to be fake enough but seriously, day and night, I could dream of those that I like. I love to pretend to be Cinderella, Snow White and even Sleeping Beauty but only in dreams.

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Now that I have grown up, I no longer think about those. All I care is money and work. Nothing more than that. Suddenly I find myself in a whole new phase of life. An adult, a worker and a wife. Soon, I might even be a mum, grand mother, and so on. There are just too many roles adding in and perhaps I am having problems dealing with it. Still, I miss the old days when I can be whoever I want to be.

I used to be so addicted to Harry Potter books. I am still in love with Harry Potter books but not addicted as I used to be. If I can spend the whole day reading Harry Potter books, now I spend most of my time working for money. All and all, it is all about money that keeps me alive these days, not those fantastic stories in books.

Narnia and Harry Potter are far away from me now. I feel that I am closer to the grave these days. Weird. Is this a sign that I am growing very old? Oh dear, now I am using Triond to rant about my life. Still, if there is one place that would listen to me, that would be Triond.