safe haven

safety. warmth. 

picking up a new book, unknowing. praying it transports me to a location far away; a portal that sucks me in and drowns life out. flipping pages one by one by one. a new and old friend between two covers.

letters become words become sentences become paragraphs become pages become chapters become escape. a life away from life – even if just temporarily.

read to learn, to enjoy, to flee life. books are my safe haven. detached from this world, finding refuge in another.

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