Once Upon a Time,

The books in my life have been numerous and varied.

Days like these when I have important things to do and I will do anything to avoid them, I think about the books. The books that have come to me and then we have parted in teary goodbyes. Most of these books are piled in various places in my basement on the island. Some of them are on shelves, most of them are not. Some of them prefer the windowsill where they can soak up the sun and become yellowed with age. Some are in dark corners where they ponder their own existence.

The characters in these books have left their pages and found spots in my head. They became friends and I loved them. Characters do not leave you, they just fill you up. They make you a bigger person.

Its days like these when I start to feel the weight of all the characters. When I try to let myself out but they all seem to stand in my way.