Fans of BBC Sherlock will have heard that phrase already; a mind palace. It’s where Sherlock goes when he needs someplace quiet to think, when in all reality it is just him thinking really hard and… well… technically, retreating into his mind. Palace.
I find myself doing the same, sometimes, although I’m sure that I’m not as smart as Sherlock and I know that my mind palace isn’t filled with facts… On the other hand, it’s full of magic, wizards, mythical creatures like unicorns and fairies, and it’s just absolutely wonderful.
Want to guess what my mind palace is?
It’s a summation of everything I’ve ever read. Everything.
If I read something, if I so as much finish a book, it means that I fell in love with it. Simply put, if I didn’t like the book, I didn’t finish it. So there. Everything that I’ve finished reading from front cover to back is stored inside my mind, and when I feel sad, overheated and angry at everything, I just… retreat.
Before you say anything, I’m not talking about textbooks and all that crap, because WELL, I just said that I’ve finished reading from ‘front cover to back’, and I haven’t exactly finished a nursing or math book from front cover to back.
Anyways, in my mind palace there are just so many wonderful things in there that I always wish, if I could, to stay there for the rest of my life. Of course, there’s Harry Potter, Hogwarts, and the Weasley Twins waiting to whisk me away. I have Tris Prior, Hermione Granger, Katniss Everdeen, three of the baddest bad-ass girls I have ever read about. I can always go to Camp Half-blood. If I need some fun, I can just look for Clary and Jace, who will hopefully take me on one of their Shadowhunter adventures. There are also tons of mysteries that need to be solved. And all the fantasy and science fiction books I’ve read make my mind palace full of superheroes, fairies, monsters, and aliens.
So, it’s really hard to get bored in my mind palace.
Simply put, my mind palace is put there for a reason. I seem boring, and hardly humorous on the outside, but that’s only because my insides are full of rainbows and aliens.
Sometimes, I wish I lived in my mind palace.