I live, breathe and write books everyday.

I am filled with an unexpected delight every time I open a book.

Be it new or old, the smell, the feel and the thought of living another life through someone else's life gives me goosebumps. Recently, I have realised just how much stories mean to me.

For months, I've been suffering from depression. This lead to me not wanting to talk to anyone, or even write. And then recently I started to read again. I had stopped reading for a while, because I had exhausted my bank and read all 300 books on my shelf. Without books, stories, other realities, I am a different person. A sadder person, a darker person.

Books and stories and other realities and other experiences are what makes me thrive. I am a book lover and books make my life so much easier.

Adeline. x