Forever

As my username states, I'm a full-blown bookworm. Head over heels. Most of the books I read are romance, a bit of adventure, sci-fi, and supernatural/paranormal. No, my love for vampires, aliens, werewolves, wizards, or any other supernatural and non-existent beings did not come with the Twilight phenomenon sweeping the world. I've always loved, adored, praised, unexplainable things. I remember dressing up as a vampire countess in Halloween- for 5 years in a row. I don't know why these things have such an effect on me. I've debated it countless times and reached some sort of conclusion. Maybe it has to do with the fact that when I read a book of any of the genres mentioned above, I believe I'm the main character of the book. Truly believe it. I cry when she cries (most of the books' main character is a woman, yes, I'm quite the feminist), laugh when she laughs, and get angry when she gets angry. I could say it's a way for me to live someone else's life, see things from another person's point of view, and mostly because it is way more interesting than the life I have right now. Not that I'm complaining about my life (I love it-sometimes), but I just wish it was more interesting.

Books, I believe, have made me into an open-minded young woman. I see myself as an independent girl who can accomplish anything that is set on her path. I've realized I don't want to stay stuck in one place only. I want to visit different nations, experience different cultures, eat different food, meet completely different people. I want to learn their language, learn their culture, and interact with their society. Along the way, I'm hoping to meet potential love interests or life-long friends. But then it dawned on me: Will I be able to do it all? Money isn't the principle issue. Time is. There is so much I want to do and so little time. And that had me thinking.

Why can't life last longer? Or why can't time pass slower? If life were prolonged, who would I spend it with? The right question is: Who would want to spend it with me, side by side? Will I be the person I am right now? Will I have the same views of life? Same morals, emotions, interests? Would I eventually get tired of living so long?

I can't decide which is better, a long life or a short one. Maybe I'm reading too much....