Perfect. I’m happy with my choices.
I read for fun, interest, insight, a good laugh, a cry, in retrospect, in depth, and just because. Books aren’t just words on a page. They inform and help define who I will become. I can learn from the character’s mistakes and understand the world differently from their perspective. I read because I hate how reality binds me to this demanding life. I read to find myself some piece of what I know I can never truly attain.
Melting into books, pressing tears into books like flowers etc. etc. Hugging books while sleeping, whispering secrets to books, kissing books when the last sentence has been read, books that become an extension of your existence, books that fade away then reappear, magic books, old books, books that turn into the sea when in the sea.
That’s right, I am a book kisser. Maybe that’s kind of perverted or maybe it’s just romantic and highly intelligent.
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| — | Sherman Alexie, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian (via thelifeguardlibrarian) |
That’s right, I am a book kisser. Maybe that’s kind of perverted or maybe it’s just romantic and highly intelligent.
“
| — | Sherman Alexie, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian (via thelifeguardlibrarian) |
