I always believed that LOVE conquered all things. Classic Disney movies night after night, fairytale stories before bedtime, and dreaming of Neverland. Perhaps it was my parents upbringing with their naive idea to implement such thoughts to my head and to avoid the harsh reality of the world. But I'm a big kid now to understand between the "rights" & "wrongs" and the "reals" & "fakes". I have responsibilities beyond what I can mentally handle and little time for daydreams. What is depressing of all is the inner child inside me is diminishing before my eyes and the harsh fantasy that a fairy will drop dead cold once I stop believing in them completely. (What would Peter Pan and the Lost Boys say! The horror!) Yes, I'm an adult now and it's time to move on from my childish games and dream. And importantly, LOVE does not conquer all things... It's one harsh truth I need to take in and move on.










