The love of reading is instilled deep with roots that have me quench it's needs by devouring copious amounts of reading material. I am a slave to the need to satisfy that hunger. I am not as scary as my words, I like to think... I think therefore I am. Right. I think a lot. *sighs*

I edit constantly in my head. My mind runs miles ahead of me I surprise myself when I make coherant vocal statements. I like to think that this is my sanctuary and as such I will continue to regard it. To revel in the pleasure that is to loose myself in fiction. A home away from home.