If I didn't have stories, if I didn't get lost in another world from time to time; I would end up so consumed in reality. I would lose hope. I wouldn't believe in love. I wouldn't be the person I am today; I wouldn't have the imagination that I do. I wouldn't be writing this right now. You wouldn't hear my stories; or my laugh. I simply would not be here today if I didn't have all the fantasies to escape to I might simply cease to exist. In the middle of all these stories that I lose myself in, I also find the bits and pieces everyone else has taken away from me over the years. I see myself in Katniss Everdeen's strength, and her pain. I understand why Tris Prior wants to run free and see the outside world. I know why Margo Roth Spiegelman doesn't know where the road will lead for her. I see myself in all my favorite characters in all my favorite books. I've felt Hazel Grace's loss. With every new book I pick up I learn more about myself than I learn about them.
Kota
