Happiness Is a YouTube Video
Currently reading:
’Salem’s Lot by Stephen King
The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead
Books finished this week: 0
Library updates:
I saw Dracula: A Comedy of Terrors this week, which was pretty fun. It took a little while for me to shut off my I’ve-read-Dracula-six-times-what-are-you-DOING brain and just enjoy the absurdity, but once I did, it was good to just laugh.
Took Stephen King on an off-Broadway field trip.
I sat and read a good amount of ’Salem’s Lot this week, which is good both because I have to read it for school and because I felt like I was in a bit of a reading slump. I’ve read a few Stephen King novels in my day, and I’m enjoying being back in his world. Whenever King comes up in conversation, my dad and I always do a bit about how the man could spend five pages just explaining what a chair looks like. It’s been a long time since I read anything by him, so I’m admittedly still adjusting back to that over-explanation. It’s fun to just go with, though.
I honestly found it a bit difficult to focus this week overall, so I watched a lot of YouTube instead. I rediscovered Rachel Maksy, though watching her videos makes me want to move into an old house and spend my days crafting and renovating. I’ve fallen back on my old favorites the Game Grumps quite a bit, too, losing hours to compilation videos that are both funny and comforting. I listened to Stop Making Sense a lot——it’s my current hyperfixation——and “This Must Be the Place” brings me such joy. I haven’t written very much, beyond homework, journaling, and this blog post, but, as I mentioned, I’m making progress with ’Salem’s Lot and hoping to refocus on reading and writing.
I did have a particularly wonderful Saturday, taking a long walk in a park and stopping in at two neighborhood cafes for treats. I haven’t walked in that particular park in quite a long time, though it was once one of the few places I felt safe being without a mask in the darkest and heaviest days of lockdown. My favorite time of year to explore is in autumn, when the trees are vibrant and leaves cover the dirt and asphalt paths. It’s nice to feel a little lost, even when I know exactly where I am.
Closing thoughts:
Brevity is the soul of wit. (Except when you feel like writing more.) (I do not feel like writing more lol.)
