There are moments in life when I feel invincible then there are those weaker moments when I feel like curling into the fetal position and block the rest of the world out. That doesn’t make me unique in any way. Every one has their moments. Yet it is in those latter moments when I pick up a book from my favorite author Marian Keyes or read ‘The Invitation’, a poem by Oriah Mountain Dreamer.
Marian Keyes is a brilliant Irish author who has me laughing hysterically one moment and the next I’m all teary. Believe me, I sat in a train one evening while Metrorail had one of their epic fail moments and I read. My fellow passengers looked at me all weary because I probably resembled a lunatic with all the laughing and crying. Yes. I laughed out loud and I cried real tears. That’s what being a bookworm is all about. We get lost in our imaginary worlds. Even being stuck in a train is so much better in her company. All in all I can never get enough of Irish humour along with Marian’s sharp wit. It creates for a great pick-me-upper.
Then there is ‘The Invitation’. It inspires me and makes me get unstuck right out of my rut. I can’t quite put in words how much so you’ll have to read it for yourself to check it out. (I’ve placed it in my poetry corner.)
I must say sometimes I enjoy wallowing in my misery because being strong all the time can be a bit tiring. A good sob session always does wonders. The pounding headache afterwards doesn’t quite do it for me so I’m glad those are few and far apart. It doesn’t stop me from reading though. I have to draw my strength from somewhere and be on top of my game. That’s who I am.
Surviving Jonkersville 