Few years ago I was literally addicted to reading! I was reading all night long and all day. Going back tothese times - I am finding myself sitting on the floor next to the heating with a Fantasy book in my hands. My mom was so desperate with myawkward addiction to books, that was offering me money, if I get out of home - I refused to leave the book I was reading. No money could give you the same experience asteleporting to another world, where everything is possible and where you are the co-creator, together with the writer, of course. Now I take it easy - the Imaginary world taught me how tosurvive in the real one.