Words

"There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner. Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood, numb your thoughts. Inside you they work their magic."

There is something so profound about reading words that really speak to you. As if your soul is being taken, transformed into coherent thoughts, spilled and etched across paper, and laid out for the world to see. As if for once, you really feel like you understand something. Not everything, but something. Something so small and insignificant that you can't even find its purpose, but it exists and that is what matters. What gives you hope. What keeps you smiling. What gives you the thrill of realization after discovering that you have been asleep your entire life.

I don't want to sleep through life anymore.