Ok, so I'm showing progress, you have to admit. At least it's not only once a month now right? It's funny how I'm thinking of things to write, and then when it actually comes up, I draw a complete blank. So I decided to check out some of the pictures I have on my computer, and I came across the above pic. Now, I can't tell if it plays it or not, but there are words that are in the picture and it says "Tinkerbell's Neverland". It got me thinking, what would my "Neverland" consist of? Many people have attempted to create their own Neverland, I think of Walt Disney, Michael Jackson (don't worry those two names will never again appear in the same sentence again, but for the purposes of this post, please allow some creative license) many celebrities who have what anyone would think of as the perfect home/property, many spas and resorts go to great lengths to create a sort of Neverland for people to enjoy, some becoming so lavish that they reach the point of absurdity. Nonetheless, there is a longing there within humanity to find that place that gives you joy, makes you feel at peace, an escape perhaps, or in Peter Pan's case an attempt at staying young forever....Who knows? I guess the question I pose to you then, is what does your personal Neverland consist of? Do you have one? If so, do you think it's a necessary thing to have in order to de-stress, or is it ridiculous that people should have that kind of crutch? Well that's all for my musings tonight. Thank you and GOOD NIGHT!! Song of the Day: We're Off to See the Wizard - from The Wizard of Oz. |
I'm gonna say that sometimes when I'm having a really stressfull day, I would love to have a place that is miraculously clean, I don't have fantasies in which I cleaned. Also my children would be well behaved and listen to me. It would also consist of my husband and a certain co-hort of mine just relaxing and having fun. I know I have those things most of the time (with the exception of the miraculously clean house). I think most of the time when I'm stressed I go to that place in my head that tells me I'm normal and I'm not the only one to deal with these problems. And deep down my real comfort besides Jesus, is knowing that I have a husband who adores me, kids who love me and friends who like me for who I am, not for some made up fake version of me. One more thing, I think you should have to answer your own question.