Books are my escape. Because once I read a book and I go to sleep at night, I have dreams about the charaters, what I imagine they look like, different scenarios. And it takes me away from the cold, harsh reality. Because if I’m not reading a book before I go to bed, I dream about my day. And how I could have changed everything that happened. Or past events that usually wind up with me crying. So thank you books. You have and always will be my escape from this harsh world.