Disney, Disney,...Gisnep....
You were once a place I first got to visit when I was three. I remembered somethings here and there very vaguely when I was that young. What can I say? I was 3 and my brain was running on sugary Fruit Loop snacks. But moving on, we started going more and more, mostly once a every other year since I was 5. The older I got, the more obsessed I became with you. Let's skip to the 1990s. This was the time when the rearing of my childhood brain was most substantial. Disney, you saved me in the 90s (yes, saved). I was so obsessed that I would go on the typewriter and type up a made up list of what I wanted to pack for Disney World, when a planned trip was no where in site. I would rummage through my closet trying to figure out which bag I wanted to take. My obsession was picked on greatly by friends and family, but I cared not. You raised me, giving me wonderful movies that had lovely messages for children, in short, to remain strong through hardships. I'm talking about you, The Lion King (this was the animated one that came out in 1994 kids, not the newer one). But overall, your parks. Disney World was my ultimate escape. The rides were timeless. The smells were intoxicating. The simplest things were made to feel so grand like when you were happily greeted by town's folk and The Mayor welcoming you to Main Street USA. Walking around a World that made you feel as if you exited your own country, or seeing things that we could only dream of in the future in Epcot.
But things change. Change is not always bad. There have been some good changes and bad ones too. However, in just these past few short years, I've noticed changes that were concerning. You stopped really taking care of yourself. Yes, you put on some pretty clothing but you weren't giving yourself some much needed TLC on the inside. You used to give us these well thought out motivational stories through your movies and animations. Now we get repeats of your own work. It doesn't really hit home like it used to. Your parks have also become a 'rinse and repeat'. Instead of diving head first into Imagination, you go to use what has already been made and try to ride that out like it is something new.
My banter will probably fall on deaf ears as many here have a love for Disney that will never be shaken. Well, sadly, I am shook and not in a good way.
Just because it is grandiose in display doesn't make it grand. Just because it costs a lot of money, doesn't make you rich. Just because the dressing looks beautiful on the outside, doesn't mean the inside isn't rotting away.
This saddened random blogger is past her will to even watch a Live Stream today. I have lowered my hopes and expectations now and am considering changing my handle to KBLovedDisney.
As with that, ciao.
You were once a place I first got to visit when I was three. I remembered somethings here and there very vaguely when I was that young. What can I say? I was 3 and my brain was running on sugary Fruit Loop snacks. But moving on, we started going more and more, mostly once a every other year since I was 5. The older I got, the more obsessed I became with you. Let's skip to the 1990s. This was the time when the rearing of my childhood brain was most substantial. Disney, you saved me in the 90s (yes, saved). I was so obsessed that I would go on the typewriter and type up a made up list of what I wanted to pack for Disney World, when a planned trip was no where in site. I would rummage through my closet trying to figure out which bag I wanted to take. My obsession was picked on greatly by friends and family, but I cared not. You raised me, giving me wonderful movies that had lovely messages for children, in short, to remain strong through hardships. I'm talking about you, The Lion King (this was the animated one that came out in 1994 kids, not the newer one). But overall, your parks. Disney World was my ultimate escape. The rides were timeless. The smells were intoxicating. The simplest things were made to feel so grand like when you were happily greeted by town's folk and The Mayor welcoming you to Main Street USA. Walking around a World that made you feel as if you exited your own country, or seeing things that we could only dream of in the future in Epcot.
But things change. Change is not always bad. There have been some good changes and bad ones too. However, in just these past few short years, I've noticed changes that were concerning. You stopped really taking care of yourself. Yes, you put on some pretty clothing but you weren't giving yourself some much needed TLC on the inside. You used to give us these well thought out motivational stories through your movies and animations. Now we get repeats of your own work. It doesn't really hit home like it used to. Your parks have also become a 'rinse and repeat'. Instead of diving head first into Imagination, you go to use what has already been made and try to ride that out like it is something new.
My banter will probably fall on deaf ears as many here have a love for Disney that will never be shaken. Well, sadly, I am shook and not in a good way.
Just because it is grandiose in display doesn't make it grand. Just because it costs a lot of money, doesn't make you rich. Just because the dressing looks beautiful on the outside, doesn't mean the inside isn't rotting away.
This saddened random blogger is past her will to even watch a Live Stream today. I have lowered my hopes and expectations now and am considering changing my handle to KBLovedDisney.
As with that, ciao.
