If I could have anything in the world I'd have a room full of thick novels. Each novel with it's plain cover- so decivingly hiding the beautifully crafted words of remarkable people that lay within it's thick binds. And in that room I would sit in a comfortable rocking chair to read book after book, and always having some sort of happy ending to the perfectly plotted storyline. If I could do anything in this world I would live a life that wasn't really mine. I would get lost in the characters and always have a fairy-tale ending. I'd live in my own world with only the characters of my books for friends. That way life would always end happily, and there would be no one to tear your heart into pieces from abandonment.
