@tinyrainboot

as a child, i wanted nothing more than to escape from my reality. i was unhappy, morose, melancholy. i spent so much time wishing i would fall into a mirror or the back of a wardrobe and emerge somewhere else that i’m almost surprised it didn’t happen. or maybe it did, and this existence is a mere waiting room for the kiss of resuscitation. i think of this: “This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.” ―Rumi https://open.substack.com/pub/tinyrainboot/p/i-wonder-where-library-books-go-to?r=2v4d8m&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&showWelcomeOnShare=true

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