That is what I love most about being here. The sharing of this psychosis.
My husband doesn't understand either. He has no idea the depths this surrealism is for me. Sometimes a little bit slips and he looks at me funny but it is him that I pity.
I am a grown-up but I relish the fact that I have been able to keep a part of that child-hood that can suspend hard-fact realism for at least part of the time and in some situations. Does that mean I am not responsible? Heck no, I raise children, pay bills and be a part of the society that I live in.
I love to forget this time and place that I live in for something a little more simple and adventerous. And the ones who benefit the most are my children.
Everyday dragons and butterflies and all sorts of creatures follow us to school, some bad and some good. Some I make up, some they make up.
If thinking of the hobbit lifestyle makes me want to plant a garden and gives me a renewed and fresh approach to the mundane task of making 3 meals (thank heavens not 6) a day so what! Or thinking about elves and their love of nature has me getting off the couch for a walk, that's great.
And you know, it doesn't have to be Tolkien's work. I think anyone who has an inspiration somewhere that brings a bit of "magic" and joy into their life is a good thing.
I guess what I am saying is that yes Middle-Earth is real. And it is right here *points to heart*.
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