When I am with a book for a consistent amount of time through the day, I become so much a part of the story that reality then just seems to drone on. I feel captured inside the pages of the book and locate the various scenes on the blank spaces of the sky as I travel across the city daily for my activities. The story lulls me and rocks me back and forth as if I am a temporary sailing pirate who has been chosen to steal off as much of the treasure residing in that particular book as she can. I then find silence as my best companion to get me through.. to just let me be.. still there.. basking and swinging in the stupor of a story.
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