I quietly sigh in pleasure as I settle on the couch, crank up the indie rock, and open my book. I don’t get much time for relaxation. It is finally nice to have some time to decompress and just lose myself in the words on the page. I want to forget the worries of my own life and worry about the lives of fictional characters. I want to feel something so pure that you rarely capture it in reality: imagination. There is something untameable and unconfined about the imagination. It comes from the deepest parts within you and nowhere else.
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