Wonderland is the location name for my house on Instagram for a reason, because that’s what I choose to make it. Bubbly lights hanging on my patio, my 4 ft. ball python, Einstein, slithering wherever he pleases, my sleep machine that makes the sound of rain. This is my wonderland. If I can’t enjoy myself and in my own home, then how am I going to enjoy myself anywhere else? Now that all of that is out in the open, books…. Books (in my opinion) are the key to keeping yourself sane in a time of need.
This here, is my personal library. These books are in my closet, categorized and readily available for that life saving information I may one day need.
Example A: One Saturday from 8 a.m. -Noon, I was making up hours for missing a few days in high school. Michael Savages, “Political Zoo” made those four hours feel like a quick, fictional trip to a politically sarcastic nation… Who knew that boredom would compel me to read such a book, may have shaped my life today, or just saved my ass from completely losing my mind to boredom. Either way, thank you Michael!
Example B: ALL the Harry Potter’s, how much boring teacher yacking was drowned out by the creative words of J.K. Rowling. That year, I figured out that imagination really can be more important than knowledge. So take that High School Curriculum!
If only those books where there the morning I woke up half naked with this guys mom screaming at me to get out of her house because she thought we had slept together under her roof. Honestly, I was half naked because I was too drunk to drive and wasn’t even capable of putting on my pajamas. Still drunk, I frantically gathered my belongings and she continued to scream in my ear and follow me around like a lunatic. Not only until after I got about a block away did I notice that I didn’t even grab the correct pants, staring back at me were his wadded up skinny jeans. I definitely needed some words of wisdom that morning. One being, don’t like a guy who wears skinny jeans and don’t get drunk and pass out at your best friends mother’s house. Never had I felt so well mannered, graceful and classy as I ran out the front door in his boxers carrying his pants that I mistakingly grabbed instead of mine.
Now on a more serious note, A quick summary on Healthy Narcissism Week Two: Living in Your Own World.
Saturday night, I bought the entire third season of Game of Thrones and large bag of Sour Patch Kids. I spent 12 hours of my Saturday and Sunday watching the entire season of Game of Thrones (awesome show). It felt good to leave Earth and spiral into some fantasy world for 12 hours of my life. I’m sure I’ll be doing that again for season four. Regardless of how you spend your time in your own wonderland, it’s your world, your life. Make it your own.