What's In Front Of You (bxb)

Prologue

I read too much..

I mean at least I don't think I read too much..

But my family and friends would probably agree with the statement that I do...

but I don't really see a problem with it.

Unless you count spending all your free time daydreaming and wishing that you were in a different world with people that don't exist outside of books you read or films you see

then maybe there is a slight issue.

But.. I mean..

Honestly, you can't blame me.

Reading is just such a nice escape from the real world ya know?

When it comes to reading, you can just picture yourself with your favorite characters and everything just seems so perfect.

You understand that right?

Do you spend time daydreaming too?

It's nice isn't it? I mean sure, I get sad remembering it will only ever exist in my head but, for the moments I picture myself elsewhere, It feels nice.

If you grew up in a shitty hometown with nothing but a Walmart and Mcdonalds to hangout in when you're bored, then you'd probably see yourself in the same position as me.

And that shitty hometown would be White Oak Pennsylvania.

Everything here is just plain and flavorless, houses that look identical line each street, and neighborhoods are hard to tell apart.

Faces all look familiar. It's rare to find someone who you haven't met or ran into before. Everyone knows each other.

Lame right?

So now you understand?

Glad we got that cleared up.