the world through books

Between airplanes and hardbound books, our worlds can tell the same story

THE DOPEY BOYS, the boys with the hair that were always sticky with some thing or another; their tongues at the dopey boys stayed away bated breath of boys who were looking. The in mystery. I avoided the gym like the plague. In search of my place in a confused grade school

home not by choice as much as necessity. I was welcome only in a place where there was no one to tell me otherwise. In the pink library to happy and sad. I was disappointed when I learned that photocopying couldn’t replicate the colors out of a National Geographic. I was thrilled whenever some Goosebumps paperback I hadn’t yet seen appeared on the allegedly lying about having already returned

I could never spend enough time sitting on out of my own accord. After the recess bell someone else probably made. Thus starts the

I loved the library because it offered me steeped me in the thoughts and experiences could quit trying to force sense out of my own. Persistent attempts to escape my own mundanity brought me through thrillers and and the choices being made under those titles. I was distracted all the time. In spite of verbally I wanted to see all of it.

larger. It’s a little rougher and much less neat. more than a slap on the wrist from an old lady. turn away. But it does give us a chance to tune books and seeing the world through travel are alike in their earnestness. They both allow us little kinder.

unquestioned and protected by the rule of law is a privilege that many of us should be grateful to have. It’s a privilege because travel gives us the chance to experience life as someone but I think it’s the opposite; few things test into the narrative of a book and hoping it doesn’t smother you.

up a book and zipping out of time zones in out the voice in my head and replace it with books that paint a picture of the world with both its characters and its readers depicted. These might be if we let each other in. I had none of stories might have given my damp little spirit some fresh air.