Today, I’m here to share with y'all why I love books! If you look on my blog you’ll notice that I write a lot of posts on books. I blog about books because I love them. And now you’re about to find out why I love them.
Reason #1: Books are Beautiful
I love those differences. I love the feel of a book in my hands, the weight of it. The ability to flip through paper. The smell. I love those to-die-for covers. All these things have a certain type of beauty to it.
Reason #2: Books Take You Places
And once you begin to read that book, your mind is taken to another place. In reality you may be only reading words on a page. But in your mind you’re in a another world. You can travel to so many different places through a book. All around this world. To the future. To the past. To all different worlds. It is amazing. And I love it.
Reason #3: You Get Attached to Books
I essentially feel for them. When they’re happy, I’m happy. When they’re sad, I’m sad. When they’re tortured, I feel like I’m being tortured, mentally if not physically. My emotions go crazy when I read. Sometimes I’m squealing with joy and I’m as giddy as I can be. Other times I screaming in my pillow in agony at the torture or the plot twists. It is so stressing.
You might ask why I put myself through such pain, what’s the point of that? Because while it is painful at times, it is also exciting, adventurous, and joyous. I love it so so so much. I don’t know where I would be without books.