Book Love

I don't know how to explain reading. It's almost as if you become that story, as if you're a part of every second of it. There are no lies, no illusions, there's just you and whatever it is.

When I was younger, I never really had anyone to get advice from. I remember just reading a lot. Like a lot, a lot, and I think that it's books that really developed my character.

I feel like I've written this before, but whatever, it's about time for a repeat anyway.

I think that it's because I read so much, and am given all these emotions and feelings and raw truth so freely that I'm able to be so honest with myself. I know who I am and what I believe--does everyone?

I mean, I know that we all have depth. It's just displayed differently with everyone- some are impatient, faster to act, others more guarded, shy maybe.

But I wonder if it is really possible to hide the truth even from yourself. Because otherwise, how could anyone ever be wrong?

I don't know dude, it's super complex. But I'm just writing this post because I find myself suddenly consumed with this love for books and stories and all that superlish jazz.

And so I bow, yawn and take to bed.