When I read and write, I hover about myself and occasionally zoom in and out. I am both me and not me – that reflection looking at things in my eye yet through another’s eye.
When I read and write, I am both “most myself and least myself.”
When I read, I escape my reality, but it takes me back to confront my condition when I write. I write to live, to understand and make sense of the world I occupy.
I read and write not just to escape reality but to create a new reality. I read because it’s a ritual and an expansion of knowledge and perspectives.
I write because I like to ponder on paper. I write because I think and track my thoughts. I read and write because I want to connect my experiences with others.
Most importantly, I read and write to find the correct language to identify how I can make a difference in the world.