Lost

Heyo,

So, woah. There is thing the human race does. We communicate. Or more realistically, we spend our lives trying.

Lets talk about reading. Because I love reading a good book and I haven't be able to do that a whole lot, for so many reasons. Recently however, I found an irony.

That I spend hours in another world, to learn or to escape, out of this life I have. This life I chose and I love, but for a bit of time, I want to live someone else's usually more tortured existence. I finally understand what it is like to be someone else, by forgetting about me.

It enthralls me every time. How through getting lost, I find myself, or others close to me. It is the a beautiful thing, this communication business.


<3 Lissa