You know what sucks. When you long to be part of a world that you really can't be a part of. What sucks even more is that it's not a world you conjure up, but someone else's. So when they stop writing, you kind of stop getting a glimpse of that fantasy too.
And it sucks because when you're back in reality, you realise that it's just a book. It's just words jumbled together to tell a story that isn't real. These people don't exist and neither do these places. I so badly long to know these characters as people, but we all know I'm just deluding myself.
And I'm not really into autobiographies so bad luck for me.
(It was such a short post so I went through and corrected my grammar-for once. And although its not conventional to start a sentence with 'And', I'm keeping it. I like them :D)
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