Books Are a Girl

These days books are my retreat, when I read them I see a lot of possibilities, I feel inspired. I create my own reality, books take me away from my present reality of impossibility. A world filled with no’s. Books take me away to the wild west of flourishing fields where everything is possible , where all my dreams can come to fruition. Where fear is removed, where my blood is fueled to move on and do magical things.

 Books give me the inspiration needed to do more, to believe in the little I do, to keep showing up, to keep hope alive. It gives me a respite of thinking logically of the minute possibility of getting out. It re-iterates the sense of purpose and beats the drum of direction in my heart.

 Closing books looking at my environment, bleakness of possibility comes in, logic, fear, apprehension and all forms of doubt steps in, so rather than be filled with the venom of these emotions why not live constantly in the world full of hope, where dreams are not mashed by the way side, constantly feeding your loins with energy and fuel to carry on while feeding your mind with baskets full of wisdom, knowledge and experiences.

This is the world I choose to live in.

LOL, sounds like an essay but you get the point.