The prison wasn't the place. It was the perspective. (The Midnight Library, Matt Haig)
Some lines from some books stay with you. This seems to be one of those.
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About Me
- anusha
- I'm on a long journey, taking along numerous people, experiences and emotions. At times I'm just caught in the flow, and in times like those, I love to let myself go as far as destiny takes me. Then suddenly, reality calls. I never fail to answer it, losing, in the process, everything that made life stranger than fiction, trading a few time-tested answers for the adventure of not knowing....but only till i get caught in the flow, yet again...
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