We lose ourselves in books. We find ourselves there too.
Books have always been an important part of my life. They offered me an escape from my oh so ordinary life. We were a family that didn’t go on a vacation, because all our money was dedicated to building a new house for us. Imagine how devasted I felt every September when I school year started once again. The question I despised the most was: Where have you spend your time during vacation? Amongst numerous answers, like seaside, UK, Italy… mine really wasn’t a gem.
“I was at home.” Imagine I didn’t have so much interesting adventures to share to others.
Currently, without a doubt, my best vacation ever, to stay at home, however not when you are a 8 year old kid with not so interesting life.
With so much time to spend at home, I had my books to cover my boredom. They were my means of travel. I have been across the world with them and across the centuries. I envisioned myself in those roles and perhaps out of that my passion for acting and showmanship was born.
I had a long pause from books. I had kids. Three kids to be exactly in a period of 5 years. And in between I wasn’t able to dedicate my time as I would wish.
Past three years I am once again able to dedicate my time to reading. Still not that much as I would like to, and I am being constantly reminded by the pile of books on my nightstand.
Since everyone is saying I need to share what we love, I will share my books which I recently I read, alongside there will be also quotes, thoughts and overall readability of the book. I even came up on my own scale.
What about you? What associations do you have when you someone mentions books? Are they necessity or a trusted companion? How many books you have on your nightstand?
Any good recommendations for my next book?
Tell me more in the comments.