The power a book holds on a reader is very exciting to observe, how people can spend hours imagining a world they read and dissolve in. Some seem to be able to understand the difference between reality and imagination, while others get lost in the clouds of dreams and hopes, living someone else’s life altogether, Just Like Me.
I find myself lost in the living..
I am a big Fiction lover.
Whenever I go through any book I have to remind myself that what I read doesn’t exist.
I am surprised how I am still aware of the reality, books appeal to be so much happier. I’m surprised I’m still me :)
Rest, Next Time.
K.bye!
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