The princess who lives happily ever after
I actually believe that someday somewhere people are going to find their own happily ever after.
It’s just that in every story, there will be a princess, a prince charming, and an ugly evil step sister who screws up badly and ends up scrubbing the floor.
And in twenty three years of my life, unfortunately, I have always been the one who ends up scrubbing the floor or taking any role that sucks. Not that I am evil though, I think it’s just that I don’t really have the princess in pink material.
Yet, for whatever reason, I have this persistent optimism and unrealistic judgment about myself.
I live day by day thinking that tomorrow is going to be a brighter day, and that one day, I might end up becoming a warrior princess and someone is going to scrub my goddamn floor. And I do sincerely hope that the one scrubbing my floor will one day find her own happily ever after, just like everybody else.
Or maybe there is some happy moments in scrubbing the floor that I have yet to find? Who knows?
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