It doesn’t take long, in fact it is incredibly fast. You don’t realize it of course until you are sitting by yourself, only seeing your life in fading photographs, but it is a journey all the same.
Children wishing for something exciting, something new, to be older, to be what books promise, living a life with happiness complete. That would have been possibly a pleasant journey, but boring to look back on–for some, some like me who dreamed as a child and imagined an exciting journey.
Would I be Nancy Drew or one of the Hardy Boys’ friends, solving great mysteries? Would I be a teller of tall tales or turn into a mermaid when I dipped my toes into the sea? My favorite dreams of course, were imagined as I watched the Disney castle light up on our small tv. I wished to be one of those girls who ended up a princess with my very own prince.
Then life happens, and the imagined journey turns into reality and even though the journey is interesting and good, it is not what I fantasized.