Why Can’t I Just See Things Simply?

It’s very frustrating.  I know some people who see the world in black and white, and while I almost never agree with them, I am also a little jealous.  Because I think sometimes it must be nice to not have a little voice in your head constantly saying, “But what about grey?  What about looking at it like this?  Or this?  Or this?”

So I went to Disney on Ice the other night and saw the “Dare to Dream” show.  As you know, I was very excited.  And it was great.  They had condensed stories from The Princess and the Frog, Cinderella, and Tangled, with Mickey, Minnie, Donald and Goofy introducing.  There was also a procession at the end giving face time to all the other famous human characters.  The skating was good; the music was fun and familiar; the energy was high.  Also, the little kids (a lot of them dressed up) there were SO thrilled, and that was pretty cute to watch.

But.

I Don’t Think I Can Explain This – It’s Possible I’ve Been Possessed

Sometimes I really surprise myself by my reactions to things.  It’s like there’s this whole other person in me who I barely know but who sometimes just takes over and gets her way.  (And she’s pretty fabulous, so I’m cool with it.)

So yesterday, I was skimming through the daily free commuter newspaper that they give out at the seabus and I saw an ad for this: