Harry Potter....

When my life seems to be unfolding in front of my face, and all I want to do is just curl up in bed and shut out the world, my old friend comes and pulls me out of it. I know this sounds ridiculous and very weird, but Harry Potter makes me feel happy. I just pull out one of my spine worn books ( or in this case, laptop copies) and read a few chapters. I started reading them when I was eleven, and I truly think it is my one obsession. I wish I could be obsessed with something cooler, something that is unique. But lets face it, Harry Potter is probably the most well known name aside from Jesus these days. He is a true hero, and I only wish he could come to my dinner parties and just humbly sit in the corner. Whenever I feel alone, I just pick up a book and listen to my friend. Thanks Harry, I owe you one