Mixed Feelings - Shaken, Not Stirred

Disneyland yesterday! Many mixed feelings about Disneyland at this point. I will always love it, and yet I don't exactly know why we go. I have a hard time believing it's the rides, or the food. It's probably the company. The memories, old and new. Maybe just for lazy car rides to the Magic Kingdom.

We know exactly what we're getting when we go on Indiana Jones for the thousandth time, and Soaring Over California is far from a classic. So why do we go? I don't know. An escape? From what? Adulthood? Monotony? I don't know. Mixed feelings about it all. On one hand, it's an evil corporate conglomerate that charges outrageous prices for commodified childhood. On the other hand, it's a delightfully escapist, fancy free and business-free adventure.
Always a good time, however, and that is hard to argue with.


I'm taking a poetry class this quarter. I'll post my first draft of my first poem, inspired by my fat cat laying belly up in the middle of the living room in the next entry.

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