Sometimes I use music as a way to escape. I put on headphones. I turn up the volume to help drown out my thoughts and the noise all around me. I dream. I love dreaming. I’m pulled into a fantasy world where the music shapes it. It creates a place that I would be happy. A place that I can be involve and help shape as well. I can forget the things that trouble me. Forget how harsh reality can be. I can spends hours just in my own little world by listening to music.
Sometimes when that doesn’t help I turn to books. They pull me into their own little story. I forget all about myself and just focus the troubles that the characters face and the things that plague their fictional world. I’m so grateful that such things exist. It would be a much darker and duller world if no creativity, no imagination didn’t happen.
Fact: Music is my escape. Books are my escape, as well.
 DamnBlackHeart · Fri Oct 04, 2013 @ 06:24pm · 0 Comments |
