Thursday, February 14, 2013

Booking Through Thursday - Love

What do you love most about reading?

What do I love most?


How I love reading, let me count the ways:
We'll start with the superficial: New Car Smell has nothing on New Book Smell. How I love those fresh, new pages just waiting for me. (And how I loathe a smelly book. Dear Library Patrons: thou shalt not smoke while reading a library book. 'K? Thankyousomuch.)

Every book, whether I like it or not, whether I enjoy it or not, whether I remember all the characters, plot points, and settings or not, changes me in some way.
Books take me to places I will never visit, to times I will never live through, and to worlds I could not have imagined on my own.

Books make me want to improve myself, they help me understand bigger things, they help me to appreciate smaller things, and they are readily available. I have a stack of books just waiting for me in the night when I can't sleep, a story ready to whisk me away when Real Life is Too Much, and they can make me laugh or cry as needed, but not if I don't want to.

Books reassure me that I am not the Only One. That other people have struggled with things similar to my struggles. That people have conquered mountains that I need to conquer. That someone, somewhere, asked themselves similar questions to the questions I ask.

What do I love most about reading? Hmm...
This post is linked to Booking Through Thursday.