CAN you imagine a life without books?
No dramas, no love stories, no adventures, no beautiful pics of Magritte's masterpieces, no stories about personal legend, no trips in year 2500 B.C., no poems about beautiful women. NO DREAMS.
I spent my whole childhood and adolescence reading books. Sometimes I couldn't wait for school to finish that I could go home and continue reading. Everyone was thinking I was shy, calm, asocial, a bookworm who didn't like playing with babies.
Maybe I was shy, but I was bored and babies sucked (Barbies were much more fun!).
I enjoyed the fact I could be any person in the world while reading. A famous ballet dancer in Moscow, a femme fatale actress with many lovers in Rome, a bohemian painter in Paris, a high society party animal in NYC ... I was dreaming about where am I going to live, what am I going to become and which cities am I going to visit.
Now I am a young adult, I travel, I study what I like and I'm doing things my way. And I'm still dreaming. If I didn't, I'm sure now I would be working in a small office, bored, with two kids and an alcoholic husband, desperately thinking about what to cook for lunch.
So keep on dreaming, no one can stop you, and have courage to live your dream.