We all remember the bedtime stories of our childhoods
The shoe fits Cinderella, the frog turn into a prince, sleeping beauty is awakened with a kiss.
Once upon a time..and they live happily ever after.

Fairy tales, the stuff of dreams.
The problem is fairy tales don’t come true.
It’s the other stories, the ones that begin with dark and stormy nights and end in the unspeakable.
It’s the nightmares that always seem to become reality.
The person who invented the phrase “happily ever after” should have his ass kicked so hard.

Once upon a time….happily ever after.
The stories we tell are the stuff of dreams.
Fairy tales don’t come true.
Reality is much stormier.
Much murkier.
Much scarier.
Reality is much more interesting than living happily ever after.