Dear Kid,
I’ve finally figured out the problem with Life, the Universe, and Everything (extra points if you get the reference).
The problem is that the Way I Want the World To Be is not (unfortunately) the Way the World Is.
Which is sad.
For example, the Way I Want the World To Be is I can eat as much chocolate as I want and still lose weight. The Way the World Actually Is is that my scale says, “Bwah ha hahahahahaha. Ha.”
The Way I Want the World to Be is elves show up to clean the house. The Way the World Actually Is is the dust dragons say “Mwahhhhhahhahahaha.”
There is the distinct possibility that the chocolate and the elves have both been eaten by the dust dragons.
The Way I Want the World to Be is people taking care of their animals in a safe and loving way. The Way the World Actually Is is Rescue Shelters.
The Way I Want the World to Be is me sleeping half an hour later than usual because I have everything ready and I don’t have any early meetings. The Way the World Actually Is is me up at 4:45am because Awake Happened.
The Way I Want the World to Be is I’m Queen of the World (or at least my own little part of it). The Way the World Actually Is is that I’m Queen of the World (at least my own little—very little—part of it). Well, more like I’m Queen of my car when I’m the only one in it.
I’ll take what I can get. At least until the rest of the world catches up.
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