Falling in Love with a Book
I really, really like a lot of books. But I don’t fall in love too often. Sometimes the relationship starts off in a friendly, comfortable, I-can-put-you-down-but-I’m-excited-to-see-you-again kind of way. As we progress, whenever I open the covers, I forget myself but also paradoxically feel that I’m becoming deeper, truer me. It’s all-encompassing and empowering. We’re better together, …