I dream of mountainous mountains. I dream of canyons, igniting red and orange. I dream of the ocean: a vast, terrifying blanket of dark blue. I dream of going. Going just to go. Going to see. Going to smell and taste and feel the air and the ground and the shapes they form against the sky.
(Source: ringonose)
I always talk about how I love to read and I’ve never really explained myself, have I? The following is a list of the reasons why I love to read, what are yours?
7. Company:
I’ve always been the type of person that enjoys a quiet escape from my reality, so reading was a…