6 Reasons I Love Living
Assignment #4, English 12/Szakos.
When one of my cats lays across my stomach all my anxieties, all the bad things that may have happened that day, any insecurities I may have melt away as the sense of comfort and the sound of ridiculously loud purring washes over me. Just the warmth of their body heat against mine is enough to relax me no matter the circumstance. There is little I find as comforting to me as Johnny and June.
Insufficient funds may keep me from travelling far from home but that doesn't mean I can't go on adventures. To me laying in my bed with a good book is as adventurous as getting on a airplane and travelling somewhere. The carefully selected words of authors allow me to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy, riot with the districts in Panem, choose a faction in a far off Chicago, or to fall in love with Augustus Waters slowly then all at once.
When your brain is firing at a hundred miles an hour it's hard to make it slow down and focus on something. This is why I can most of the time be found watching a movie from my immense collection; movies capture my attention and keep it allowing me to finally slow my brain down even it's only for an hour and a half or so. It's that hour and a half or so that I get to escape my forever busy mind and live in another reality.
With it's flannel sheets and silky soft comforter my bed is a palace to which I'm the king. In it nothing can hurt me as my comforter shields me from any possible harm from the outside world. Wrapped in it's warmth my bed is the safest place I know of and in it is when I am most at ease.
When your brain is as active as mine most of the time the things you want to say often get lost to the cages of your mind. This is why I love photography, art, and writing because it allows me to focus on what I want to say and use a medium to express my thoughts. Doing this makes what I want to express come out much clearer and in a way I can enjoy doing so.
When you go through something as big as a transition you can't go it through it alone. My friends are some of my biggest supporters, the vital building blocks holding me up like a complex game of Jenga. Without them I wouldn't have been able to come out the way I did, have confidence in who I am, or get over my phobia of needles. There is no doubt in my mind that I owe my friends so much more then they know.