You know one of the worst things about my life is that i have a lot of time to think, sometimes thinking too much is bad, especially for me. I suppose it really depends on what you think about, I don't really spend my time thinking about intelligent things or really anything of importance. Sometimes the constant thinking makes my life a living hell, because I'll be honest with you the things i think about are sometimes quite disturbing.
That's why i try to fill my life with little projects, like for instance reading a massive book like Les Miserables and then blogging about it, it stops me from thinking about things too much.
Why do i bring this up? Well i was thinking about something in Les Miserables, the relationship between Valjean and Cosette, specifically when Cosette was a child, i really love their relationship with each other, i think it's really sweet, yeah i know that when i wrote about it in pages 385-398 I said that i thought it was a bit creepy but honestly i was lieing, sometimes i cover things up with jokes to hide how i really feel.
I was trying to figure out why i like their relationship so much and i worked it out recently, (I'm about to get kind of deep and emotional here so if you don't like that kind of stuff you have my permission to stop reading)
I never had the best relationship with my dad when i was a kid, i still don't actually, in fact we don't even have any contact with each other anymore, he was pretty much uninterested in anything i did and i cant remember any times when i felt any kind of connection with him, i cant even remember any lengthy conversations i ever had with him either, so the whole good father figure is something i was really drawn to in the book.
But it actually goes deeper than that.........
I spent a lot of time alone when i was young, more than was healthy i think, not by choice either I'll add, both my parents were pretty lame actually, anyway recently i saw something online that made me remember something that happened to me when i was a kid, something not very nice, i wont go into it in any detail because it's not something i want to share with the world but one of my overwhelming memories of this particular incident is that i was cold and scared and alone, and i couldn't tell anyone what i was scared of, I've still never told anyone what happened and i probably never will.
So when i read in Les Miserables how Valjean rescued Cosette from a horrible life and loved her and made he feel good again and was a good father to her it sort of tapped into this feeling that i have about my own childhood experiences, basically it makes me think about stuff like: Why didn't i ever have someone rescue me? Why didn't anyone ever tell me that i didn't have to be scared? Why didn't i ever have an adult protect me when i was a little kid?
So i think that protectiveness that Valjean has with Cosette is the reason i love that particular aspect of the book so much, I don't think I've ever gotten over what happened to me.
I didn't really need to bring this up, i didn't really need to write this in my blog but you know what, i wanted to. Sometimes writing about stuff is good and like i said I've never really talked about my childhood in any length and this is my blog so i can do what i want!!!! Even though i joked about it and said that Valjean was creepy i actually thought that part of the book was really sweet, it was my favourite part of the whole book, i think it definitely tapped into something I'd forgotten about my childhood.
Oh by the way........UNICORNS!!!!
This Blog is superb, Brandon! The fact that you have not only ploughed through Hugo's "Les Miserables" but have also understood it and made excellent commentary,is a wonderful surprise! You, obviously, have changed a lot Brandon, and all for the better!
ReplyDeleteWith my sincere best wishes to you,
Sulamite
I havent changed, i'm exactly the same as i used to be, just with the ability to read. How did you find this blog anyway?
DeleteI was answering someones question on Twitter, and noticed that you are still in my "follow" List, so I clicked on it. Nothing secretive or ominous.
DeleteI use Twitter very, very seldom.
Good blog... keep-up the good work... May I share an Interview with Victor Hugo (imaginary) in https://stenote.blogspot.com/2018/07/an-interview-with-victor.html
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