Harry Potter gets me excited

In every sense of the word. I squeal like a preteen girl who just saw Joe Jonas for the first time ever. I mean, like, just looking at t-shirts in Hot Topic and the cute little wallets and thinking about wearing Gryffindor t shirt with cardinal red and gold scarf this winter give me the need to suck in a deep breath while I shiver with pleasure and shake my head excitedly.

Yes, it's geeky. It's beyond geeky. I enjoy reading a book about a boy with a oddly shaped scar waving around a wooden stick thinking he can defeat trolls and spends months and months looking for random objects in order to kill his evil nemesis.

And yet, I just can't help myself. I love Harry Potter. It's like offering a two year old a big huge rocket Popsicle on a scorching summer day....it's relief, satisfaction, and comfort all in one. It's this little getaway world where good really does come out on top. It's a world where when things go wrong all it takes is a little love and friendship to get back to where it belongs. It's, you know, magical. =)

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I want inspiration to burst through
my subconscious into the reality
Of a cruel world
With its jagged edges and harsh grey matter

So that I can affect people with beauty
That has been thrust into my life

I want it to run free like giggling children in a meadow
And have no leash to keep me within boundaries

Eyes opening in awe of the most miniscule detail
To the vast majority of it all

Brushstrokes spinning a mad dance
Color weaving in and out of the most secluded of sections

The canvas slowly tugging your emotions through the glass barrier
Triggering your mind so memories will start to trickle
down into your being
Electrifying your view of the world.

Let me create that for you