A Koob (<--that is BOOK backwards)

I LOVE books.

Now I suppose I could rant about the latest book I read or this amazing new author, but I am talking about the physical object. 

I love books.

Every individual book has a scent. It has a.... feeling. When there is a book in your hand, there is an ACTUAL new world sitting in your hands. 

There is life in every page. 

Books breathe.

At that last line, there is a physical thing you have to do in order to GET the rest of the story. Work. (the only real thing you HAVE to do to keep its heart beating.) You turn the page  oVEr . It's discovering a new room. There is a space you weren't occupying, you open a door and viola! You're in the middle of something new. Dropped into a new experience. Living the story, rather than watching it happen. There is something comforting about holding a story. There is a choice for how quickly you come to the end. It is up to you whether you start at the beginning for that first read or the middle for that fifth time through.

I think the reason I have to fling this into the universe is... well, ebooks and ipads.. There isn't a way to recreate a physical book on a half inch thick tablet. It doesn't matter how many sounds and recordings go off when you "turn" a page on them... Because when it comes down to it, no WAY would I rather snuggle up with a piece of plastic when I can have my spine broken, weathered copy of something amazing.

I hope they aren't in danger of becoming extinct.

Discoveries

I'm not sure how many people are in my same boat on this, but I definitely have a list of people I would LOVE to never have to see/hear from again. If you're not, then count your blessings and remember them later when you do! 

  This week proved that I have a list of them. Sadly, there are enough on it that I have 'tops' to this list! I had the... errrm curse of hearing from a few in the top. 

It's really difficult when you run into someone from your past. But life has a funny way if intertwining people from all your "Lists" into your future. 

I am positive this is because they are there to be road blocks on current paths of happiness. I mean, they were successful in helping you trip up and stumble once, twice (maybe more) already, why not just throw them back into the mix to see if they can accomplish the task again? 

This is where I draw a line. I REFUSE to let my past determine my future. Mistakes aren't inhuman. 

"A man's errors are his portals of discovery."

-James Joyce

I love this because discoveries are something that you can actively look for, have thrown into your face, but they also can be stumbled upon. 

Discoveries aren't able to define you. The way you respond to them does... 

So I've decided I am going to actively try to use these realizations. The very ones I have had hit me square in the face, whispered over my shoulder and the aged ones that come from experience and let my future be a concoction of whatever is thrown my way and my active choices. 

I don't want the clarity of hindsight. 

I want to do all I can now to avoid these same regrets. 

I know that I'll still have unavoidable situations, but I will have at least tried and that is all I can ask of myself.

Favorties!

Okay, so we all know the 'get to know you' game.  You ask a question, both parties answer. THEN they ask a question etc....

SO HERE is my problem!

I don't have a favorite color.
I don't have a favorite song.
I don't have a favorite place to go, 

and I SURELY don't have a favorite food.

Now, none of this has to do with being indecisive! I swear it. I'm just not positive that I know enough about anything in this world to put a label on something: My FAVORITE is.... I am constantly learning new things and loving new things. I know I couldn't possibly put my stamp on it and claim it. 

Now my current interest happens to think a lot about favorites. They are like a secret map of who a person is. I find it weird that someone thinks they have to have guidelines like favorites to think they know a person. Is it too weird to think that a someone is capable of growth or change? I don't like the limitations that a list of favorites can create. Yes, I think its perfectly normal to have preferences. YAY!

But is it so normal to have them change?