Once upon a time in a faraway land … No! Wait a second. They all start like that. Let’s start again.
This is a story. It is happening now. There are no princes or princesses. There is just this ordinary, everyday guy. This guy works at an ordinary, everyday job. Once a week he goes someplace and sits. He sits, and he watches. He watches people wandering busy city streets. He watches birds flitting around in the trees. He watches the rain fall and the sun shine. And he smiles.
“Not much of a fairy tale,” you say. “No castles and kings. No knights and dragons.” I say it is a fairy tale. The story has one essential ingredient. He smiles, and that smile contains all the magic in the world. But the best part of the story is … it has no end.
