Just something that came to my mind.
|I wish I could remember the first book I read. What was the first thing that stirred a passion so loud I would never be able to silence it? I can remember lots of stories I read in my early days of discovering the vast world of literature. I can recall becoming addicted to the feeling of escaping my own reality and delving into a new one. I can remember the feelings, I just can’t remember how I got there.
Regardless, whatever adventure those characters went on, taking me along for the ride, I’m glad they did. I am forever grateful to that author; whoever they are.
They started my life.