LyoNaka

       When we were young we grew up believing in the unknown, in Cinderella’s glass slipper, in Little Red’s poor grandmother. Fairytales were all around us. Within us.       We spent countless hours bringing our imaginings to life on the playground swings. Happy times. Forgotten times. We had to grow up eventually.       It was not smiled upon. It was improper. Such wonderful things could not exist anywhere in ‘real life’.       So we let go of our Fairytales, our myths, and settled for a life less majestic.       It is human nature to not believe, or at least question, that which we cannot experience.       S