I'm finding right now a little bit difficult to process. I've been reading for the past few hours now and I guess I don't know what to feel apart from being that character.
I know you guys are probably sick of hearing about how I feel about reading.
Last night, I went out for a meal with a lot of old friends, and some new friends, some people of whom I had only met once. I began to get a headache because it was extremely hot inside and I began to overheat. My headache made me feel like I could hear everyone's conversation in the room and I was trying to process all of them at once. It didn't feel good. It carried on for a little bit today, but I think I feel it a little bit now, even if I am lying in bed on my own in the dark at 1am.
It's as if when I read, I read aloud. Now I have finished, it's too quiet in the room, as if the little voice has gone. The only thing I noticed apart from the voice were the audible "oh no" gasps and the comments I make to myself about the characters.
I want people to understand the way that I feel when I read, when I open my mind to the lives of fictional characters I know never existed. It takes me away from the real world for a long time, hours at a time, keeping my mind occupied.
I mention this so much because I am scared that nobody will understand the way that I feel unless I explain it to them. I know someone will one day.
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