Thursday, May 24, 2012
Anxious.
You know when you read a book and you feel like the kid from Neverending story? Like the book is yelling your name and there is lighting and thunder all around you? I am feeling like that with this book. I am not going to say the name of it because I am private like that and insecure with its title a wee little bit. However, I am experiencing quite a feeling of anxiety. Anxiety because I know what I am reading is true and so right and real that I want to pull that blanket over my head while I am eating my meatless sandwhich, just like sabastian...But I am 29 years old and should have a pair of brass balls for what my life has delivered to me thus far.
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