Sunday, January 23, 2011

I've developed a bad habit. Coffee is the only thing that makes me like mornings.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Sometimes it's so easy to get lost in books. You lose yourself in the fictional world, relating everything back to your own life. You replace characters with yourself and certain important people in your life. And when you stop reading, you feel like you've stopped your life. Then you snap back to reality, but wish you could continue to live like the characters in the book. Because they are part of you. You cry when they are sad, you feel warm and fuzzy when they are happy.