Tuesday, August 4


I don’t know why I didn’t start re-reading my books earlier. I’m falling in love with the characters all over again. It’s perfect and simple. Beautiful. This is such a simple pleasure and I don’t know why I didn’t do it earlier. I’ll be sad if they ever stop printing books on paper. There’s something about the feel of the paper and the look of the ink. It’s soothing. I feel like I’m home when I have a book in my hand and good music playing. sigh.

Taken from Amberlyn

1 comment:

Christina said...

I feel these words deeply. I have a deep love for books. They take me on adventures I could never imagine. : )
Thank you for the visit, on my blog. How kind of you.