I’ve noticed something about the way my mind works.

I keep comparing fairytales with reality.

Not occasionally.

Almost constantly.

I’ll hear a story… or remember one from childhood… and somehow my mind immediately begins placing it next to real life.

I start asking questions like—

What would this look like if it happened in the real world?

Why do these stories feel emotionally familiar?

Why do the struggles of fictional characters sometimes resemble things we quietly experience ourselves?

And sometimes I wonder if that habit is strange.

Why compare the two at all? Right??