BOOK BOUND

Today I was thinking about my love for books, let me put this into a better perspective: Two people, strangers, could read the same book, but their minds, the characters, the image, the whole book, will be different between the two people. They could underline the same words or phrase, but have such contrasting ideas they fall in love with each other’s ideas, and now their view of the book has completely changed from when they read it alone and I find this enchantingly addictive. Except, not everyone has another person, they have themselves, but the difference is in terms of the next time they pick up the familiar book, fingertips remembering how the pages felt, eyes remembering how it looks in the dark, their senses filled with its nostalgic scent, ready to add to their annotations. I am the second option, many will be the first, and I hope that one day I will be the first, I’ll fall in love with someone’s thought process and borrow their annotated books, just to get close to them, to understand them and they would hopefully do the same with me. We will be soulmates, in love with each other’s mind.

🎧 Astronomy by Conan Gray