Stuck in a book

I fell in a crack in a book. I read it in an afternoon.
It had been a long time since I last fell so deep in a book. I forgot about time and I realised it only when my evil twin came home.
I finishe the book and ran to the bookshp to get the next one.

I can't focus on the world around me, still jalf stuck in this world made of word. I feel grey and slightly sticky, cramped. I feel like I was hit by a car, by a gigantic wave or slap that left me stuned.
My mood is sad and happy and exited and full of nostalgia. And at the same time, I feel numb.