I love a good story, being taken to a place where reality fades away and wonder and excitement are the norm. As I wandered the isles and looked at the interesting titles and scoffed at the blatant PC push infesting new titles I came to the realization that my entire reading life was solely derived from my desire to escape from reality instead of facing it. I am still processing this experience and trying to sort it out. I have escaped from reality for far too long.