I’ll be blunt. Tonight I felt like shit. Life just kind of piled on top of me again. So I needed something to help me out. I had to force myself to find something comforting. So I grabbed a new book that I had gotten over the weekend. Books have always been a comfort to me. I have always been able to open them up and bury myself in the pages. I dive into the story and forget about everything else. And sometimes it feels so good. To just escape for a little while.