Books: My favorite escape

"Love is something far more than desire for sexual intercourse; it is the principal means of escape from the loneliness which afflicts most men and women throughout the greater part of their lives".
  -Bertrand Russell

Escape (verb)

1. Letting worries and reality take a break from the general control of one's mind
2. Curling up with a book and tea (or cocoa or coffee)
3. Diving into the wonders of another world, freeing oneself from monotony

This is not to say that I do not have a deep affection for the few important people in my life. Those who have managed to cling to a spot in my heart or mind on a constant basis deserve some credit. Their importance can be solidified by purchasing me a book or some chocolate. I'm not picky.

Matilda was the first movie I watched by myself in a theater. I was terrified but when I saw the power this little girl could wield because of her voracious appetite for books and I felt as if I wasn't so weird. My mother always supported my love of words and the speed in which I read. For presents, starting from age 6, I was given books.

Fun fact: I have a mild form of dyslexia and they put me into remedial reading in elementary school. (I had a 8th grade reading level by 6th grade). It wasn't until a few teachers took the time to realize the issue that I was allowed back into classes with my peers (which didn't happen until middle school).

Regardless of what the teachers said, my family still always bought me gift cards to bookstores and let me spend hours in the library. I was on a first name basis with most of their staff. Even now, when someone offers to buy me a book or even wants to wander into a bookstore, I still react (though more inwardly, these days):