| | im growing a uterus.
ok i'll talk about that in a second.
so the other day i was in the bookstore looking for something to give my six year old niece. she was graduating from kindergarten and she was very excited (she asked to have her hair curled). i love giving books to children. when people gave books to me i took it for granted. i never appreciated it in the moment. but books were seed-presents. i would rediscover books days sometimes years afterward and it would be magical. my nieces love reading and i now appreciate books so it works out. i think everyone should visit the children's section from time to time. i hate using terms like this, but you really reconnect with your "inner child" or "child-self". since drama school training where we learned to free our voices and bodies like children do, i embrace this endlessly. but i found books i loved reading as a child. i found that authors i admire are still making books and i see their growth and message. i see books that take on another meaning now that im at a certain stage of adulthood and realize there is so much wisdom waiting to blossom in children's literature.
dr. seuss is amazing.
curious george is my hero.
shel silverstein blows my mind.
my sister gave me "oh, the places you'll go" when i graduated high school. i carry it with me everywhere i go. i was debating whether i should give it to my niece now or later. then i saw "curious you: on your way!" and it was so profound. i saw other parents doing the same thing i was...introducing their children to books, but secretly letting their self-child out to explore. i love book stores.
so back to my uterus.
i love felicity. it was a beautiful show. absolutely brilliant.
i discovered it right when it was closing and regretted not watching it.
then they were showing on the we network but they stopped. i wrote them a letter and they wrote me back assuming i was a girl.
felicity knows no gender....but it was on we so that's why i say im growing a uterus.
so my friend lent me seasons 1-2 and im turning into a little freshman. not just a freshman...but a giggling dork who blushes while watching the show. i seriously have to pause to to laugh into my pillow or take a moment to walk around the house because felicity just went through something humiliating or did something that i would never have the courage to do. felicity is like the books. i dont think i would have appreciated it as much then, but it tugs at this nostalgic part of my life where we had the luxury of dealing with college drama or sometimes it reminds me of some of my own dreams and wishes. i wish i had a boggle kissing scene. who doesn't want fight and kiss in the rain? so im watching the episode where felicity and ben were mugged and they deal with the event together. one night felicity and ben can't sleep, so they stay up all night carving pumpkins. they are so cute. i had to take a break from their cuteness and decided to write in my blog. now im ready to see where the plot goes.
im at home doing the dorkiest things and it feels so good. |
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