Sitting in my living room, getting a little bored with the football game that's on TV, I decide to go along with today's writing prompt. I pick up the nearest book and laugh as I count the first ten words and end up on the word Bangkok. I laugh because I have the sense of humor of a five year old.
This is the first image I found when I google imaged the word Bangkok. My five year old self was totally disappointed.
After studying the photo for a while, I find myself thinking about Disneyland. I feel like this could be an image straight out of the theme park. I wonder how shallow and westernized that makes me that this gorgeous, far off place brings to mind a theme park.
Shoulder shrug.
It also brings to mind thoughts of something magical and mysterious, the type of things dreams are made of. Once more, my five year old self rears her nappy head and I start to laugh again because I associate all those things with Disneyland, too.
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