In the last year i have cut back my medication intake (i have anxiety/panic attacks) down to nearly nothing. Now, i havent had a real therapist or a doctor helping me do this, in fact, i blame 50% of it on Disneyland. Now if im feeling sad or destructive, i go to the park and my mind changes INSTANTLY. I see the children having fun and it gives me hope. I see the families and the couples and it gives me hope. I see the magic and it stimulates my creativity. I see the accomplishments of the artists that live and work at Disneyland and it drives me. Disneyland reminds me that there is a place for artists like me in the world, and the sky is the limit. I feel like i can do great things after a night in the park. I love Disneyland.
Oh yeah, and the smell of the park is wonderful!
Except when you start chasing the phantom fried chicken.
Going to Disneyland gives me back something I've lost years ago: my youth. The problem is, the older I get, the more it costs me to return.
And when I get back, pieces are missing! When I was a kid, there was Fantasia ice cream...you could hear an organ playing as you walked past the treehouse...and Tom Sawyer had an island...
Here is the reason I love Disneyland. To me, the magic is not the rides, the smells or such. It is the whole process from imagination to reality. I love seeing the concept artwork. Hearing the ideas. And seeing the end result. To me the magic is all the inbetween. It's the artist in me.