Most individuals would visualize a window as a panel dividing the inside from the outdoors,
but I believe that a window is not simply a division.
A window is a connection,
a meeting spot,
a crossroads between two planes.
A window is a book,
connecting fiction to reality,
allowing the reader to cross beyond the wall of existence and into a world of fantasy
or science fiction
or mystery
to experience something the real world cannot offer them.
That is what a window is to me,
an escape.
There are times when I feel like I have danced my final number,
and that the world is scheduled to be crashing down on me at any moment,
and in those moments I feel my stomach imploding in on itself.
Withdrawing from reality is the only cure for this anxiety
and reading fuels that escape,
making a bad day seem okay,
inspiring me to persevere through the challenges life throws at me,
and showing me that in another world that lives beyond a window
exists hope.
Just the simple action of opening a book allows me to peer into a land of optimism,
helping me to strive to accomplish my hopes and dreams.
And when I stare into the real world
through the plane of glass that separates me from the cold outdoors,
I realize that of all the windows in the world,
a book is the most important window of all.
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