My friend was in a stage production of the Beauty and the Beast. I got to see her. She did a great job. I enjoyed it very much, it being my favorite of the Disney fairy tales. Some of my favorite things about the movie are how at the beginning when Belle was at the book store she was standing on a sliding ladder. How Belle has a cloak that goes all the way down her back to the floor. And how at the end of the move Beast picks Belle up and spins her around while their dancing.
As I was thinking this over I realized how these things are reflected in my life. For instances: When I was little I would tie my blankie around me and make a cloak. How to this day I hear the word dancing and I get a far off look in my eyes and how on the few occasions when my brothers succeed in dragging me to a book store I tend to gravitate to the ladders along the tall book shelf.
[sigh from deep within ]
