Discovery Island, Animal Kingdom Walt Disney World Photo by Katy 2008
... for the first time in my life I am actually thinking about canceling my yearly trip to Disney World because I don't want to go. I know... gross right?
The thing is, when I think about a week spent in the land of artifical imagination and capatalist orgies all I can think is ... yuck.
When I close my eyes and think of where I want to be right now, I don't get images of Epcot or the Polynessian Resort. I see vast empty spaces and mountians. I don't hear background music I hear silence.
What is wrong with me? How could I let things get this out of control?