I was walking out of the library after a rough day at work.
I thought, “I love books. They talk to me, teach me, help me escape. And they never fail me. They may not be as good as I hope, but they’re there for me.”
I stopped when i finished that thought.
Every Sunday when I was younger, I went to the library with my father. He read, i amassed a gigantic pile of books that I would absorb in minutes. It was exciting.
I’ve always used books to escape. You travel through land, space and time in books. You find yourself in characters. You find lovers, friends and enemies.
I love books.