How to read a George Orwell book:
1. Open book
2. Read book
3. Close book
4. Stare off in to spare for at least 4 consecutive hours questioning politics, media, authority figures and humanity as a whole until your entire perspective of social structure comes crumbling down around you and you wander about reality suddenly aware of your insignificance, ignorance and cattle-like demeanour
I don’t work at Disney anymore.
And I wept and was hugged on different occasions.
Ending of something. Beginning of something. What will happen now.
There are many who are forgiven and many who I pity in some kind of effortless show of mercy that is really not my style.
I’m not who I used to be. I forgave myself only recently for all the wrong that I’d done and the ugly that I thought I was. For hating myself more than I’ve ever hated anything.
I’m here now. Back in that desert kingdom. Freedom to paint my nails red, put an actual nose RING back in my nose, and dye my hair the reddest most princessiest red I want.
But I do still miss all of them on the other side of the gates.