I finally finished Eat Pray Love last night. I am embarrassed to admit that it took me a week, but I was desperate to read it. When I read I tend to get restless, then I can't pay attention to what I'm reading and sitting there reading is done in vain. So the reason it took me so long to finish it was because when I actually had time to read (and I made time too! ) I would have to get up and clean something then come back and finish a chapter.
I loved this book, I walked in this author's shoes for the whole week. Reading about her adventures and people she got to meet. I found a kindred spirit in this woman beginning to end, and could really relate to her. She is a very emotional woman, and I think in this present day being emotional tends to be looked down upon. I am always made fun of by somebody for "relying to much on relationships" to "caring too much". People are ruthless and love to see others hurt or cry, I can't help but to think of reality shows and everyday people making headlines just because they had a "meltdown". Human nature must instill this weird quirk where we like to see others hurt, maybe it's because secretly it makes us feel better for hurting too.
The book was broken up into three chunks each with 36 different tales about where she had been, first was Italy, India, then Indonesia. Italy was amazing, the way she wrote about food and eating her way through to some sort of happiness was great. I love the way she observes people in every culture, I also observe people and usually have a good understanding of how we all work. My favorite part in the Italy section was about how Italians aren't passionate about politics because they really don't have any control over what happens. But if they get a crappy meal or see a crappy game they come undone and give it to you straightway, because these are things they experience and know. I think that sort of thing goes for everyone, I know when I see a crappy picture or eat something not so yummy!
India was incredible, she lived in an Ashram for 4 months and just meditated and learned how to control her pain and suffering. She really made peace with herself there.
In Bali she studied with an old medicine man and learned a lot about love of all kinds, friendship, romantic etc. Since I can't actually travel around the world I might as well read books all about others doing just that. I just started Japanland today, I'm already hooked like I have a new, young, artist boyfriend just after a bad breakup....A rebound book!
Reading has been an escape for me of sorts and things are better for Momma Carr too, though I still stare at walls and feel numb sometimes, the brunt of this is pretty much through. Now I just have school to look forward to and a trip home to see my family and Amykins. I am putting some film in tomorrow to be developed finally! I have been daydreaming about what they will look like for a couple of weeks now. I can afford to have it done! Being poor is not much fun!
