February 13, 2016 9 Comments
You don’t get many options in life, but with books, the options are nearly endless and the pleasures never get old.
No matter what demons or challenges I’m facing in my own life I can choose out of millions of characters with whom I want to share my cares and woes. And to celebrate with! Even when I’m at my lowest of lows, I can share in the victories of my fictitious or historical friends.
Because most days, their victories are my highlights.
Even if I’m reading about a character undergoing tremendous suffering, I are reminded that I am not alone.
The only bad thing about a great book is feeling the number of pages grow thin as I measure them with my right thumb. And the closer I get to the end the more often I bring the book underneath my nose to inhale that reminiscent smell.
It’s the only smell in the world that simultaneously puts me in a peaceful place in the midst of today’s chaos and re-encompases me in the bubble of comfort that protected me from the chaos I sought to escape as a child.
From the beginning books have been my most reliable source of protection from a world gone wrong.
They ground me in reality through fantastic imagery and stories filled with the most bizarre, yet relatable characters.
If done right, the feel of each individual page, the twirly font of the page numbers, and the ribbon-like designs swirling around them all come together in a sort of ambiance for a most enchanting experience no single person can provide.
As far as I know, I’m the only person in the world reading that exact line on that exact page at that exact moment, and so for a time, my books and I share a connection that only belongs to me.
I love stopping mid sentence just to close the book and admire the cover.
I can control the pace of the story. Since I like to marinate in suspense, I can slow my speed down and extend the glorious misery that is not knowing what’s to come.
To me, few things in life compare to the joy of reading a book. Whether it be because of the knowledge they offer or the thrill of being gripped by an original storyline, all these elements and more are what come together to make reading the most original, stimulating, and exciting experience on the planet.
So happy Valentine’s Day, books! I love you!
Spread the love if you do your part in keeping real books alive by buying them or checking them out at the library.