When reading books, I often think, 'Wish I could meet the author in real life! I'd understand their soul perfectly'.
Would I?
My nasty neighbor could be another Picasso. The blonde at the boutique could be Anna Akhmatova in her early years. The eccentric university professor could make a new Einstein.
Many problems seem justifiable and understandable when I read them in a book, in first person, and I can add my imagination to the author's personality.
They are much harder to understand when encountering them in real life, with real people, third person. Real life sinks all illusions.
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