the author of my life

take a walk

As a reader, I get lost in the lyrical words of authors and story-lines, often entranced by the images they portray. This kind of imagery creates an addiction for narratives- intense, dramatic, romantic, provoking and all the above. I crave the emotion and thoughts put together in stories, and will stay up all night to see it through.

I’ve never realized that this kind of joy, alters the way I view my life. It’s an amazing tool we have, to string together sentences in endless forms, having the ability to capture a heart and mind, and teach them just as well. But what I am caught up in, is the emotional high, which then turns into personal desire. I expect my life to playout as though a book might, not in the characters and their specific endeavors, but the ease of knowing there’s a plot, and it must end.

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