Reading is dangerous

Dear Readers of the world,

Yes you who has a book in her hand. And you who has a kindle in his bag.
Reading is dangerous.
It exposes you to the beauty that lies within pages but rarely seeps into real life.
It makes you believe that a character as strong as the one you read about can exist.
It leads you to imagine a land more perfect than you’ve traveled to, grass greener than you’ve ever traded upon.
It sets you too free to be caged ever again.
Not by them. Not by yourself.
And what is that if not dangerous? Because the words you read were indelible. They changed you. And changed you for good.
But I know you’re not afraid to be dangerous. I know you will give up anything but reading. Because I’m one of you.
Wordily,
Literally and figuratively,
Your partner in crime.