I love reading, because even for a short period of time, it temporarily takes all my sadness, stresses, frustrations and doubts away.

It helps me escape what I wanted to escape. It takes me to an all new dimension. Where I see, feel and remember memories... moments, lessons, new gained knowledge.

And the moment I write? It makes me feel both the euphoria and nostalgia it can possibly wirl inside me, but either of the two it makes me feel me.