Rant: Reading

...and words playfully frolic with one another in hopes of inspiring as well as enriching the soul of their reader. Don't stop. Never stop, my friend - my world of imaginative possibilities where reality, insanity and imagination conjure the best and worst of my character. I cannot stop.

In. Out. Out. In.

Wherever did my mind go? Out of the window? Into the bookcase? Yes. Both, if possible. Does that mean I have two minds? Ha! I am not surprised.

As each night nears to a magnificent close, my "minds" flutter into an untouchable realm. Each friend still requires the same amount of effort to maintain. Each land encompassing intangible brilliance. Each... each... each...

Ha! I choose out over in, but still cannot stop. STOP.

No. no. Impossible.

stop?

We are prisoners. Captive from creativity, and when convention finally drives us on an edge, the majority badgers us for embracing individuality.

Don't limit yourself to boxes, think outside of the world.

Time to jump back in, and frolic with the untouchable in lands that don't exist in your eyes (yet do in mine.)

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Over and out,
Monica