Look, don't get me wrong. I love blogging and reading and talking about books with every corner of my heart, but sometimes I just don't feel like it. And sometimes it has nothing to do with blogging at all and I just don't feel like doing anything but sleeping and sleeping and did I mention sleeping.
But then, do you know that feeling where you're just so miserable and hug-deprived that you have to reach for a book? That moment when you start a book and can just forget about everything else that's going on in your head? That's why I read. And I'm sure there are tons of bloggers that feel the exact same way and that's why I blog. I love that I can talk about books that I love and books that I hate, tweet about politics and my obsession with Aussie accents and even make whiny, rambling posts like this. I have never ever ever been part of a community that is so generous and kind and supportive. A lot of drama happens maybe but I can honestly say that there has never been a moment where I've completely forgotten the amazing parts of this world.
I hope you know that whenever I'm having a bad day, the thought of people actually reading this blog makes me smile. I hope you know that every time I read a comment* from one of you, it brightens my day. Thank you for sticking with me and letting me into your head a little bit as well.
A special note to commenters: I can't even say how much it means to me... You guys are amongst the smartest, funniest people I know. Thank you for being my friends :)
|Source: Anne Frey|