I just finished a novel. I liked it.
It's not about the novel. It's about reading. It's wonderful how through a book you leave your surrounding and you go floating away into different worlds; some good some bad some ugly :)
You don't realise it when you read. When you read you just are in another world. But when you stop reading and then you realise your surroundings ou then realise that for the apst time you were not here, you were not aware of what lay next to you.
I finished the novel and walke down to my mess. ANd i was still transformed into a different world when I was rudely interuppted by work and came back to reality.
I hate this world. It's full of nuisance, assertiveness, politics, favouritism and blah blah blah.
I want that book to never end. I wish it went on forver and I read it forever.
Hmmm... I should probably start writing my life like a book and live it.