Why I Read...
        There is a certain facination I hold in the ability for our minds to create a new reality. When we read, thats what our minds do. The build a new reality based off of words, and submerge us into that world, temporarily. This is why we feel loss when our favorite character dies, or or joy when our favorite character finally figures out what we knew they should have chapters ago. This is why I read. To learn, to understand, to feel as if I'm in another life.