and i could live in narnia while attending hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry and my boyfriend was a vampire. i think that might just be my perfect life. or something like that. :)
lately, i've been super into reading books. and not only reading them, but wanting to live and experience them. this past winter when reading the "harry potter" series i really wanted to go to london and board the hogwarts express for myself. i wanted to be friends with ron and herminone and go on all sorts of adventures. i wanted to help harry beat voldermort (excuse me "he who must not be named"), well, maybe just watch him beat voldemort. and i wanted to somehow have a wand of my own.
i read "the devil wears prada" and secretly wished i was single woman who got carted around in town cars and wondered which jimmy choos she should wear today. and wished that i could go to paris during fashion week.
and now i am reading "the chronicles of narnia" series and have gotten quite involved with those too. i have visions of seeing narnia for the first time when aslan was creating it. i wish that when i went into my closet it would lead into a snowy wood (or maybe a tropical paradise, but if we are talking about magical closets here, i won't get picky).
this past week i also watched "twlight" and had a sudden urge to meet a vampire. (a nice one though, who was a supposed "vegetarian" and wouldn't want to eat me). what's the deal? i guess these people must be really good writers, because they sure do take me to other worlds!
but all that aside, i do like my little world too. my world of naptimes, mickey mouse, smears of peanut butter and smelly diapers (well, not that one.) so though all those fantasies seem fun, i do sorta like my own reality.
