For some it is to draw upon the experience of life, others it is to live in an imaginary world, others the words appear from nowhere, the characters have a life of their own.
Reading is everything. Reading makes me feel like I’ve accomplished something, learned something, become a better person. Reading makes me smarter. Reading gives me something to talk about later on. Reading is the unbelievably healthy way my attention deficit disorder medicates itself. Reading is escape, and the opposite of escape; it’s a way to make contact with reality after a day of making things up, and it’s a way of making contact with someone else’s imagination after a day that’s all too real. Reading is grist. Reading is bliss.
By Nora Ephron
Ya Allah stay with me and forgive my sins
At least not yet.
My experiences from my last trip was beyond my wildest imagination.
I love every bit and every second of it.
Rich rich experience that I have to digest in my head, put it in my heart, before I make it ‘there’ in words.
I missed writing.