Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Monday, March 12, 2012
Magical Letters...
There is always something so bewitching about stories. Whether they are written or acted, I am drawn to them like a moth to a flame. Lately I’ve been wondering why and I think I am starting to see the reason. It isn’t unusual to find myself so engrossed in a book that I lose all track of time and surroundings, as if I myself take a trip into the pages and don’t come out until the last words are lived. It is not that I look for an escape. I have friends, family, I travel and have adventures. I do not read because I live an uneventful life (although a lot of times it feels like it)... I realize now, I read because the characters in the story always live their events quickly followed one after the other. It is like living life in fast forward. In real life we have to wait for things to mature in order to enjoy them. In real life the process between wanting to go somewhere and getting there might take several months while in a book, it only takes two pages.
I do not wish I lived in a book, I simply extremely enjoy savoring their moments one after the other.
Blame it on society, microwaves, social media or whatever. Truth is, we all want to live a life packed with excitement, events, and people to enjoy them with.... and maybe even a significant other, a little romance never hurt anyone ;)