Jun 7, 2011


I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills. But I am here, my legs blocks of concrete, my lungs empty of air, my throat burning. There will be no other reality tonight.

The Kite Runner _ Khaled Hosseini

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