I don’t want to be anyone, or anything, different.
I think it would be like putting a book down halfway through and picking up a different one.
I want to know the ending to my story. I want to know how events play out.
What happens next? What’s the climax? What’s the resolution?
Does she find happiness?
I feel that wanting to be someone else, something else, is wasting the person that I am, that I’m becoming.
Yeah, the other books may look interesting, and I may have heard really captivating things about them. But this book is so good. I can’t put it down now.
I need to know what happens next.
Wow! Impressive perception! 🙂