I pretty much spent the whole entire evening reading my new book. I am half way through it now, it’s amazing really. I get so into whatever I read I almost become one with the characters. I can feel their emotions. I can understand what they are feeling and why they feel it. I’m so practiced at spinning vivid images in my head and losing myself that burying myself in a book is like second nature fashion tips.

I can very easily become one with the story. Books stir my emotions and calm my thoughts. Sometimes I completely forget about the outside world and my surroundings. Sometimes the emotions that books bring me aren’t good, but I love them just the same. I get so emotionally involved it’s ridiculous sometimes.

I don’t think I’ve had such a thoughtless night like this in a while. I really should try to find more time for reading this next semester. I am just glad I will have a few weeks of free time during Christmas and New Years vacation where I will be able to demolish some of my reading list modular cubes storage system.

Happy everyone. Once in a lifetime thing.