So Mizunderstood / by LD

As many of you know, I occasionally contribute to art/fashion/lifestyle website Neu Black. My friend Kellis is the editor-in-chief and I am endlessly grateful for the opportunities I've gotten to write articles for Neu Black. However, bless them, sometimes in the editing process, my original thoughts get a bit...eh...jumbled. 

Case in point? I recently wrote about being a tourist in my own state, and Neu Black wanted to publish this story, as well. It's all well and good, except that in the editing process, some ideas were left sounding a bit like an alternate reality version of me. As part of the introductory paragraph to my story, here's what I originally wrote: 

"Despite not being exceptionally well traveled (I've been here and there, but not everywhere), there is nothing I enjoy more than the thrill of discovery. Without sounding like a character in some b-grade maudlin fairy tale, the feeling of unearthing and experiencing a sight in my own backyard (that is, in or near the city where I live) is magical (much like finding that shiny prince charming or, you know, going outside in the morning to move your car before street sweeping and finding a unicorn instead. A unicorn with a Starbucks gift card and an iPod hookup. Magical like that)."

You can see that there is a healthy sense of sarcasm there, a few witty parenthetical asides, and an overall sense of my "voice" as I wrote it. Granted, it may not have been exactly fit to publish on a national lifestyle blog/site, and I dig that, but here's what went to print screen on Neu Black (emphasis, my own): 

"I’ve been here and there, but not everywhere, and there is nothing I enjoy more than the thrill of discovery. The feeling of unearthing and experiencing a sight in my own backyard (that is, in or near the city where I live) is as magical as finding prince charming. It’s like going outside in the morning to move your car before street sweeping and finding a unicorn instead. A unicorn with a Starbucks gift card and an iPod hookup. Magical like that."

Oh, that I might find that Prince Charming, and fast. For better or for worse, there are now quite a few people out there who suspect I have an obsession with unicorns. 

(And I just MIGHT.)