She tried to sort her thoughts out. Honestly, she did! The Ordinary Princess stared into the cauldron that swirled and whirled and gurgled as it spit out ideas and emotions. Happy thoughts were a pinkish color of smoke and went into one pile. Sad ones, a dismal green-as-a-hurricane-promised-sky went into the other. Angry ones were squashed quickly beneath her foot. Who has any use for those?
But as the thoughts rode out of the cauldron, hugging piggy-back-tight onto the steam that crept languidly around the room, she wasn't sure if she could sort out these new ones arising. There was more than just one emotion hidden deep in their cloudy hearts.They promised her so much...
The Ordinary Princess sighed deeply, breathing puffs of smokey ideas across the room. They disappeared as quickly as they had come, creeping, slinking, skulking away to hide in corners and nurse their hurt feelings of rejection.
And the ideas swirled and whirled and gurgled again, reminding the Ordinary Princess of what could have been, what might have been, what could still be if only she'd let it be; but she wouldn't let it be, she couldn't let it be....
Could she?
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