I love books. Though this statement is not new to me, it is a new revelation of times before. You see, I go through phases, as I think we all do, in which there are times when we read more and then there are times when we read less. This month is one of those when I am reading, or shall I say, devouring more books. I find often in times such as these that my life is posing many questions or uncertainties, and my soul is on a search for the answers and the one way in which I know to do that is to read and have many satisfying luxurious stacks of books in my living space. Reading and books have always been a faithful, constant companion of mine for as long as I can remember. There is something so comforting about settling in and getting comfortable with a hot cup of tea and losing yourself in the writer's world. Our problems float away on a sea of words and suddenly its as if we are in a different world. To me that is relaxation at its best. So, what are some of your favorite books?
