Journal Entry: Fri Nov 7, 2014, 3:11 PM
The ironic thing here is that my tablet doesn't work, so there are no updates expected! (haha, I know, I'm so funny)
My laptop is also dying, and now it is hardly possible to draw.
Moreover, I have no desire to draw at all, even sketches.
I'm literally swamped with work and university assignments.
I have no desire to deal with those as well, so it makes me feel kinda depressed.
Since I couldn't (and didn't want to) draw, I tried to find a new hobby. And reading became my new one. (Not that reading is totally new for me, lol, I just don't read too many books, maybe 1-3 in a year).
Several days ago I found a story that was practically about me. Not only it reflected my feelings, my emotions and thoughts... but even characters' biographies, some details, life events, relations between the characters, their age, interests, occupation, various situations - they were the same at least half the time. And I felt like I was reading about me, about my life! And of course it made me worry for character's fate way more. Because I've been in those situations before and I could clearly imagine what they might feel. I just knew the feeling. How could this happen?
I was re-reading some chapters of the book again and again, and it made me experience those situations one more time, and one more, and one more... And even now I mentally return to those events, thinking it over and over again. It's been only 3 days since I've turned the last page of the book, but I still feel... dazzled? Dazed? Astonished? My world has turned upside down. My soul has probably been turned inside out (if you can imagine this happening).
There was a happy end in the book. And in my story there wasn't. Well, this is life I guess, huh?
I just still can't believe that somebody could write something that I experienced sometime later.
And yeah, you're right, I can not tell you the name of that book *laughs* Too personal.
Listening to: Innerpartysystem – What We Will Never Know
Reading: a lot