Dreams

Dear Major Pest, 

Once in every lifetime

We get opportunities

Opportunities that can’t be passed up

Opportunities that we’ve wished for

Dreamed for, all of our lives

What happens when reality and imagination clash?

Did the evil stepsisters have feet that were too big for the slipper

Or was the slipper the wrong size

Our imaginations conjure situations,

Dreams, events

Regardless of how badly

How much we want it to go according to the script

Nothing goes to plan

When the shoe doesn’t fit

Pave your own path

Write your own script 

Best, 

Bacat