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Holiday Homage Part Nine: Oh, that Sheldon (In Love with the Muse)



I become terribly excited about new worlds, be they abounding in television, film, books, music, or food, etc. There is something significant in entering this new domain and obtaining joy and introducing yourself to the characters, the story.

Each time this happens (big ones being Harry Potter, The West Wing, etc.) I am mindful that this could be the last time... the world could not possibly create more for me... and, yet, I stumble upon a new world.

The latest addition to my fictional family is:

THE BIG BANG THEORY

I owe an interpretative dance to Ian who introduced me to the show a couple of weeks ago.

Oh, Sheldon, he is it... he just makes sense to me right now.

Hilarious banter, fresh dialogue, lovable characters swimming boldly in their neuroses... what is not to love?

I am currently viewing Season One.

I am in awe of life, its creation, the fact that humans can imagine and bring to fruition these stories in which I find comfort, humour, and truth.

There could have been a different reality where we mowed grass all the time. This is not a reality in which I would have found much happiness, but it could have happened. I am glad to be a part of this world, this now, and in love with the muse who created this show.

Wishing you this childlike investment and newness,
Dustin

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beautiful... semantic... choices... unfurled

myriad cornucopia plethora literally audacious entrancing vestibule dance periwinkle crimson altruism blueberry + muffin organic journey twilight hero hue cuddle pajamas heartened cadence intertwine kaleidoscope soliathero fathom innate perplexing labyrinth unrequited world flourish arise focus kindred besmirch indicative plenary wind-chime fluidity curiosity colours music harmony resolve .... poppet in the words i find solace, escape, expression, and boldness... in the blanket of these words i find... me... dustin