I hate it when I get so caught up from reading that when I'm doing some other thing, I find myself missing some sort of adventure. Like, as if I was previously involved in something interesting and I should get back to it.

Has anyone felt that way? It only happens when I read though. I'll totally forget it was a story. And I'll keep having this feeling like I was doing something way fun before and I need to get back to it. But what?

A book.

This one time, the whole day I couldn't concentrate in class. My mind kept insisting I go find some guy(I forgot the storyline) and follow him around or something like I should see what he does next. The whole time I felt puzzled and confused like what the hell? What guy? The title or the fact that it was a hundred per cent fictional did not pop into my head. Instead, the story does and it seems so real life since I was oblivious to the fact that it was entirely made up.

Eventually, I'll figure the whole thing out and there isn't anything more heart-breaking than learning that, hey, your life's pretty dull after all.

Nothing ever happens.

You're so focused and intent on discovering something foreign or just out of the norm that you even forget it's something temporary from the start. Books are imaginary adventures. I take it nothing's more dangerous than misleading what you have in your head.

It just sucks when you get to the end of a book cus for awhile, you don't really do anything. You just stay there and stare off into space for a while. And in that moment, words can never describe what you're thinking in your head, or what you're feeling in your heart.

Sometimes, you'll find yourself reacting to some endings like, "That's it?!" and other times, you'll feel whole and content; like no other ending in this universe could've suited it perfectly.

This just makes up one tiny fragment of what you're possibly thinking in that said moment.

I think the saddest part is knowing you'll have to leave all of this imagination behind.

Books and their stories don't go on forever.

I'll always feel the characters can just go back and live their amazing story-book life where it seems much more content and pleasant.

While the reader has to close the book and return to face facts of existence.

But nothing could ever make the reader exchange what they've experienced, at least that's how I always feel once I've flipped the last page.

I leave with a sigh, think of how boring life is without the story anymore and slowly let it drift away from my mind.

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