okay maybe this is just me but like when you’re deep inside of a good book but forced to put it down for a bit does the outside world seem weird and soft and like you find yourself thinking in the author’s voice and even after you’re done with the book there’s like this “book hangover” where you’re still in the writer’s world and seeing the characters and hearing the narrator and stuff feels… different ….
I miss that feeling.
I do this strange thing when I’m in the middle of a good book. I want to keep it close even when I’m not reading it. So when I’m eating or sitting in the classroom or talking to friends or anything I usually just hold it in my hand or press it to my chest. To kind of know that the world I just went back from is within reach.
