Going to my happy place..

When I was a child, I loved to read.

My mom started taking me to the library every Saturday starting in the 3rd grade.

My mom loves to read too. mostly trashy romance or gritty mysteries, not my thing, but she enjoys it and the love of the written word was inspired in me early through her.

Every Saturday we'd spend hours browsing the stacks. She'd come find me sitting on the floor of some random aisle with a stack of books higher than myself. Agonizing over which book would have to wait until next week. (at that time you were limited to 10 books per week to checkout)

Sometimes I would even cry over having to leave that knowledge for another day.

By the time I was in high school, we spent less and less time at the library. I was busy with school and could check out more books there than at our local library, so I reasoned that I didn't need to keep doing that tradition. And then I almost never visited the school library. I began a long period of not reading much at all.

Today that changes.

I'm taking back my happy places. All of them. mind body and soul.

I'm gonna start reading again and i'm not gonna stop until I know enough to build the thing I need to build.

I know what I came here for now.

Wish me luck on my journey, it's a voyage I've put off for far too long.

love and light friends!!!

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