My Own Little Corner

My mom has a favorite musical that she enjoys watching every now and then. It's the Rodgers and Hammerstein's version of Cinderella. In this version of Cinderella there's a song called "In My Own Little Corner" that Cinderella sings just before her Fairy Godmother shows up. The song is about how Cinderella doesn't need the outside world; she's created one in her mind, in her own little corner by the fireplace. Of course, she really does need to be out in the world but due to extenuating circumstances she's unable to participate.

I was thinking about this particular song the other day and how it really relates to my own life. Even though I am involved in the outside world, unlike Cinderella, I don't really feel like I'm involved. I'm like an outsider looking in. I live on the edges of society. I'm there but not there. I have my own little corner that I've made for myself. My corner isn't necessarily a physical place; it's more of a state of mind for me.

There's a line from the song: "In my own little corner, in my own little world I can be whoever I want to be." That's my life exactly. Only who I want to be ends up in my writing. Someone who isn't me. Not that I don't like me it just... sometimes I wish I weren't so... like myself. I'm introverted and a little socially awkward.

In my own little corner I'm confident and witty and I'm not afraid to speak my mind. Maybe someday my Fairy Godmother will come and rescue me from myself, just like she did for Cinderella.

Disconnected

I haven't had the internet for 3 weeks. It's been rough but kind of nice. The roughest part was the whole IF I got in one of my classes because the project I turned in didn't get turned in the right way or something. So I've had to communicate with the teacher and try and get things fixed. Talk about stress. Thankfully that has been resolved as of yesterday. Yay!
The good thing is that I've been able to concentrate on reading and writing. I'm currently working on this book that I hope turns out as good as I want it to. I just need a really good suspenseful thing. Like a kind of plot the is mysterious. I don't think this is making any sense. Oh well.
I get the internet tomorrow in my apartment and I'm both excited yet a little bummed. Excited because I won't feel like I'm disconnected from the world but bummed because I'll be reconnected to the world. It's a bittersweet moment.
At least I'll be able to write more blog posts now. That's something good. Here's to being disconnected.