Liz isn't here anymore
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Friday, June 26, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
My library
I have a dream that one day, when I am all grown up and we have our own house, I will have my own library.
In this library there will be (as in any true library) an impressive collection of books! There will also be a bay window, a couch with comfy pillows and a fluffy blanket (especially for those freezy winter evenings), hopefully a view of the sunset, a huge dark wooden desk with two bunker lamps, and on the wall a huge map of the world - one of those ancient maps with the pictures and the Latin names for the continents... :)
There will also be a 'special collection' shelf. A space to keep (safe and protected and special) those books that have crossed my path and really touched my soul. Sometimes when I am frustrated or when the problems of the world overwhelms me, I imagine myself standing in front of my own 'special collection', just touching the spines of these few 'soulmates', immersing myself in the emotions they provoked, and escaping from the mundane worries of everyday life. For anyone else this shelf may just look like a random collection of unrelated stories, but for me they are different...
This week I found, by recommendation of a special friend, another unexpected treasure to add to my collection. I was swept off my feet, on an emotional rollercoaster, devouring it yet stretching it out as long as possible in the fear of reaching the end...
"The Time Traveler's Wife".
All I can say is, wow.
In this library there will be (as in any true library) an impressive collection of books! There will also be a bay window, a couch with comfy pillows and a fluffy blanket (especially for those freezy winter evenings), hopefully a view of the sunset, a huge dark wooden desk with two bunker lamps, and on the wall a huge map of the world - one of those ancient maps with the pictures and the Latin names for the continents... :)
There will also be a 'special collection' shelf. A space to keep (safe and protected and special) those books that have crossed my path and really touched my soul. Sometimes when I am frustrated or when the problems of the world overwhelms me, I imagine myself standing in front of my own 'special collection', just touching the spines of these few 'soulmates', immersing myself in the emotions they provoked, and escaping from the mundane worries of everyday life. For anyone else this shelf may just look like a random collection of unrelated stories, but for me they are different...
This week I found, by recommendation of a special friend, another unexpected treasure to add to my collection. I was swept off my feet, on an emotional rollercoaster, devouring it yet stretching it out as long as possible in the fear of reaching the end...
"The Time Traveler's Wife".
All I can say is, wow.
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