I've always enjoyed reading, especially with a particular preference for British literature by the works of Emily Bronte and Jane Austen, as well as some older American lit by Edgar Allan Poe and other similar authors. You'd think that I'd rather choose something less.......complicated, but the truth is that I had an upper level English professor [who had a reputation for being extremely hard] force us to really learn how to read and understand the written diction, which ultimately led me to love that particular style of writing; as well as my love for British movies set in various time periods.I've got to admit though that I'm really enjoying the time away from the internet and phone. It's nice to escape from the real world and really delve into a good book.
Each time I put down one of the two books I'm currently reading, I feel the urge to pick them right back up and continue onward with my imaginary journey. Something feels different inside of me these days. As if I know that I need to explore even more things beyond my daily routine. Though I've always had a strong thirst for experience, adventure, and learning in general, it seems like my path has changed just a little bit. Like its time to switch gears perhaps.
A friend of mine from back in Jersey was intelligent enough to move out of the state, to Wyoming of all places, and I do believe that I'll be definitely taking a road trip there in the near future. And yes, I am insane but fear not, I shall wear my seat belt and bring a fog horn to shew the moose out of the road. He describes this place as something I've admittedly only dreamed about. I'm hoping to rekindle a part of me, the creative side, that has long been missing since I've moved to Arizona. I'm pretty sure I left that part in Jersey -- why I have no idea!
