So I've been lost the past few days...lost in a world of the future...a world that is somewhat familiar to me on a certain small scale...the every day aspects of it...the basic necessities. However, on a much grander scale, it is a world that I would never be able to relate to...a world beyond my comprehension...a world that is scary and yet astonishingly beautiful to me.
I've been lost in the world of "The Hunger Games". It is one of those few books that I have come across where I literally feel like I can't stop reading it...I have to know what happens next...what will become of these characters in the story. I find myself getting hooked into the emotions they go through. I find myself wishing that I could have someone hold the book up for me so I can continue to read it 24/7.
I know there are probably many of you out there that love the series as well.....just as I know that there may be others that think it is awful...juvenile...a cheap knock off of the old classic "The Running Man"....well, to that I say...I have read both...and they are completely different. There is a whole different vibe about the two stories...so please do not be so quick to judge. I do realize that not everyone has the same likes and dislikes when it comes to books, music, art, literally anything in life I suppose....and I respect that...in fact I love it...because that is what makes this life interesting...the differences among us and within us and all around us. Imagine how boring this world would be if we were all the same. I mean...yes I can make myself laugh pretty much on the regular...but I am positive I would even find myself boring sooner or later!
Anyway, I love coming across books like this. I am and always have been a HUGE fan of words...writing, books, poetry, everything. I love the expression. I love the weight that written word can carry. I love how by simply reading someone elses thoughts...their ideas...their fantasy...ideas plucked straight from their imagination and put down on to the paper which I grasp in my eager little hands......I love how those words have the ability to transport me somewhere else. Those words can force my own imagination to travel to a different place...a different world...one that I may or may not be able to relate to. A world with people in it that I am lucky enough to hear their inner most thoughts and feelings all while having a front seat window to their lives for just a brief moment in time.
I love how these words...these stories make me forget about my own stresses...about diabetes, blood sugars, carbs, insulin, and all that comes with it. I love how I am able to quietly slip away into their world and forget that I have ever known anything about diabetes. I love that I can sit down on my own couch in my own living room and feel like I am somewhere completely different. Reading is seriously the cheapest way to travel.
Anyway, I know this post is not really about diabetes very much...but I just wanted to share it...because I think it is important whether you like to read or not...to find your own way to escape now and again. It is a nice thing.