Literature In My Eyes

I feel that becoming a lover of Literature has shaped me into a lucid human being. My Professors seem to love my ideas, as convoluted and extremist they may be. I have heart. Any piece of literature I pick up in my hands is open for my very interpretation. Unlike history, mathematics, or science ,literature offers multiple interpretations instead of one definite answer. For me, I do not like to be told "how it is" or to be told "sorry, wrong answer." As a Literature major, I feel like the gag is out of my mouth and I can explore my own answers and theories. The freedom of a Literature major is incomprehensible since so many people are used to adhering to one "final and correct answer". Ehk.
I can delve page after page in any book and my own mind can paint a picture of its very own. An escape to the lush words of the text is far more exciting than the sterile stale world we live in. In a book, I can leap without ever falling and never grow tired. A book has no limits, and therefore, a book is paradise. A book can make a reader travel for miles in a vast sand-spun desert or up in the mammoth ice-hugged hills. Words so vivid that they allow the human mind to experience the lands far far from home.
As a lover of Literature I aspire to fulfill my duties of reading and writing in order to show that my mind's harvest will be a good and fruitful season. My mind is like a trough filled with the sweetest grain. My heart is full of energy and my mind is overflowing with the juices of potential novels and success. I promise to never let any potential readers down because I want them to explore places they have never seen before. I want them to experience every little dream they have ever had and sighed off as never to come true. It is my job to inspire these people. As a writer, and a lover of language, there is no way I could let my readers down.