I look at all the books on the bookshelf but only see what I will never have time to read.
The adventures I will not partake in, the fantasies that will not consume my mind, and mysteries I will never solve.
The palaces and kingdoms I will not rule. The simple folk I will never meet.
The monsters I will not slay and the creatures I will not befriend.
I look at all the books on the bookshelf, instead of looking at the world outside my door, waiting for me.