Somewhere In My Imagination
Do you ever go into that fun place of your imagination where after you read a book or watch a movie, you wish you were that character or something similar? I get that way. It’s not that I’m all “into” the book/movie, but that I really wish I were able to become something different sometimes and the books/movies help me to get there.
How cool would it be to become a Vampire. To be mysterious. Hidden. Supernatural. Immortal. I know the life of a Vampire would be lonely, but at times I can almost relate. Besides, I don’t mind being alone. There are days where I crave that.
Superheroes would be cool too. To be able to fly and be invincible. How much fun would that be? All the super powers they have, makes one wonder which would be the coolest to possess. Then there is Harry Potter. Way too much fun!
I have also dreamt of living back in the medieval/middle ages, where my home would be a beautiful castle looking over the country side. Sometimes I think it would be neat to live like they did in Little House On The Prairie. Old wood stoves and lanterns lighting the log cabins.
It brings peace to my mind sometimes to do that very thing here at home. Shut off all things electrical, light candles and sit there in the dimly lit room. It inspires me to draw, which is something I haven’t done in forever but since having kids it’s been hard to find the time to zone out the rest of the world and go to my happy place without constant interruptions.
I have always told myself that if I weren’t to get married or have kids, I would move to some small town, buy some dilapidated house that has been abandoned for years and move on in. I would rarely come out of the house unless its dark out, leaving the neighbors to think that I was a witch or something. For shits and giggles I would go up into the attic and turn on a strobe light to make the neighbors think something dark and sinister was going on.
Halloween would be the best as I would be the talk of the town as the kids would be daring each other to come to the door, thinking that I would eat them if they stepped foot on my property. I would have the best time rigging the house to do weird things and make people see things that would be ‘unexplained’. If there were a brave child to show their face at my door, I would answer dressed in a black dress wearing a black veil covering my face and hand them their candy.
Ah, to be something or someone else for a while would be nice, don’t you agree? Maybe I should have taken up acting. However, since acting is pretty much out of the question (no formal education and I highly doubt I’d pass as a natural), maybe I can escape through writing.
To have a book of my very own would be a great accomplishment. Someday.