Waiting For Me

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.

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