I want to escape into the world of The Magicians forever. Some might say I’m an addict. My drug of choice is fiction. Stories in any form. That’s what I love. I love disappearing into another world entirely and seeing through the eyes of someone else.

I don’t read as much as I used to. I’ve started to again though. I have one season left of The Magicians on Netflix and my parents booted me out of their account (which fair enough, it’s about time I get my own anyways).

Anyways, I picked up a copy of the book to keep me entertained because I just haven’t had enough of their world. I want to go to Brakebills and meet Margo and Julia.

I told Anne last night, I feel like I don’t really need friends. I like that I have my few but I’m comfortable with it just being me and her, katlyn and the cats. I don’t need anyone else.

It gets lonely sometimes, admittedly. That’s why I love the internet. It makes me feel so much less alone. There are tons of people like me on there (on here?). I feel validated and normal.

Fin.