Once upon a time...
...and they lived happily ever after.
If I had to name one of the more significant aspects of my childhood, it would have to be the stories and the fairytales. Being asian, I also got the best of both worlds - thriving on the traditional Disney classic tales and also the beautiful works of those like Hayao Miyazaki. Who can deny the beauty of the morals and principles portrayed through his works? Such hope, faith and happiness!
Naturally, such themes had an impact on my development and somehow I came to be one of those people who always 'believe'. "Where there's a will there's a way" kind of thing. Watching more movies and dramas, I came to believe more and more that things can always work out eventually. Most of all, I believed somehow that love conquers all, that love is the ultimate, that nothing can surpass love.
But as per usual, life always beats you back somehow. Fortunately I now look at this in evaluation, rather than in cynicism or sadness. But most of all, I wonder - are these things true? Everyone leads their own lives - only time will show me how mine works out.