The comfort I get from books
Have you ever looked at your bookshelf and just smile, then suddenly feel emotional? I don't know, maybe too happy? Relieved? Comforted? It's just that whenever I see my bookshelf with my books on it, there's an automatic smile that will plaster on my face. It's like they're staring back at me and saying, "We'll stay here. We won't leave."
Ughhhh. It's just that today I felt so stressed because of my upcoming finals plus requirement completion. I was so antsy and grumpy the whole day, but when I went into my room and turned on the lights, I found myself staring at my bookshelf for the longest time and just tried to relish the feeling of being surrounded by books that never left my side through the years. Their mere presence was comforting, I actually felt better after staying infront of my bookshelf for a while. *sighs*
Anyway, I won't make this long, I just want to share the goodness of what books bring to my life :D
Do share your experiences and feelings!
Have a good day ahead, everyone!