The moment of reckoning is here. I’ve gone through a wave of emotions these last 2 months, and quite frankly, they’ve been the hardest of my young life. Usually when people relocate, they do it for a job, or for school. They do it for family, or because they have really good friends in the area. They also do it for that significant other, or because they’re in love with the city. For me? I’ve got/had none of that, which has made things pretty excruciatingly painful many a night..
But what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right? Hopefully, anyways. I have to believe that. Hitting rock bottom means that I have nowhere to go, but up. Hopefully, my faith will be rewarded.
What attracts me to books is that no matter what’s going on, I can pick up a book and instantly be transported far past my fears. I’m may be broke, and stressed, but I can find comfort in pages and they get me through.
I love this picture, and caption. Moreover, she’s reading my favorite book!