The Doodle watches Disney's Cinderella somewhat regularly - talking mice and no scary witches - and both of us can recite large portions off from memory. Whenever I've seen a movie enough times to know the plot well, I start speculating:
What if Cinderella had been able to go to the ball in her pink dress? Would the prince have noticed her if she'd shown up with Anastasia and Drusilla?
What if she had realized during the first dance that she was dancing with the prince? Would she have told all and averted the subsequent hunt?
Et cetera. I love speculating what-ifs, even about my own life. It's purely idle, but interesting to consider nonetheless. What if My Hero and I had opted to not get together? What if our original daycare situation had worked out two years ago? What if...?
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I get trapped in my what ifs-- too many variables to contemplate. What if I had a pink dress and talking mice to help with my housework?
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