
Falling in love with things all over again. I was on the train for three hours of my Thursday, and I read "The Perks of Being a Wallflower" again. Not only does it question your sense of being, it reassess what you see in others. The inspiration I get from this book is an innocent type of feeling, one that I know that no one else can feel, it's unexplainable and I can't help anyone feel it either. The colours that I see when I read it remind me of a harsh reality that is blinded by sweet, pastel colours that mask the horror and hurt that is underneath us all.
But reading this book again not only reminded me of how lonely human beings are, it also took me back to the time when I first read it in high-school. How I found out about it, sitting at the bus stop on Beaufort St with the book inside a brown paper bag just after purchasing it and thinking that I love the sound of crinkly brown paper, reading it on my bed in between studying for exams, and then laying and listening to The Smiths.
Not only are the words powerful in evoking reactions, but also evoking and reigniting memories for the past that would've otherwise been forgotten if the words weren't there...
Everyone should have the chance to fall in love with something/ someone that wasn't ready to be loved in the past. Or just falling in love, again and again. I heard its a great feeling, but nevertheless I am yet to experience it with a more sustainable being. Hugs for everyone x
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