Reblogged from historyismymuse :
Imagine a library filled with every book in the world, none of them have titles on the cover and the pages are blank, but when you open one you are instantly transported to the world within the book. You get to live in the story as any character for as long as you like. And when you come out of the story, almost no time has passed in the real world.
(Source: hazelgranger)
remember this weekend when I missed my mom and dad and cried a lot and I dropped my phone and it went cartwheeling up the driveway and shattered and then I tried to do the dishes and I broke Charlie’s little red mug with the “C” pressed into the pottery and then when I tried to make muffins I burned my finger?
thankfully I gave myself a little gift and bought myself that new travel mug. I used it this morning! I used it to spill coffee all over the inside of my car and all over my brand new book, which is now made of illegible coffee-soaked pages.

so basically what I’m saying is this weekend was awesome!
Reblogged from teachingliteracy :
npr:
A charming cautionary tale about the perils of self-consciousness.
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Probably better than being overly self-involved. — tanya b.
Reblogged from historyismymuse :
"How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words."
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