I think reading is imperative to writing. I feel quite fortunate to have fallen in love with the activity so young. When I saw these images as a photoset, the photos triggered happy memories in me. Put some glasses on the girl above and you’d be looking at me. (No, my parents were awesome and no, I could not move things with my mind). Still, the thought of being whisked away to some place new always (and still does) appealed to me.
Going somewhere ‘new’ was a great place of escape for me this weekend. I needed somewhere I hadn’t been before and short of getting on a plane and away from Doha
the thought crossed my mind a new book ended up being the perfect balm.
In short, yay books!