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“I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.” – Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

I really dont know where i would be with out books. Didn’t always use to be like that. First it was music. The lyirics that some how reached into your soul and pulled out the feelings you held so close to your chest. Nights sitting in the dark listing to the words express things you have felt but had no way to describe. Pains, hurts and love found or lost.  Singers who knew what it was like to be you. The poetry of music saved my life. 

      Now its books. They help find our voice are adventure. From J.K Rowling to Stephen King, Tolkien to George RR Martin. They take us place we can only dream of, But for a short time we get to leave this word. 

      I recently lost my brother, my best friend. Death is never easy. I completely understand the 7 stages of grief now. What they dont tell you is they can last hours, days or even minutes. One second i was crying then cussing him out next minute i was laughing at somthing i remembered about him.  I miss him every day, but one of the things that helped me was “Slaughterhouse-Five”. Slaughterhouse-Five helped me put death in the simplest way.  “So it Goes” three little words. “So it goes” thats it. The other part that helped me was this.

The most important thing I learned on Tralfamadore was that when a person dies he only appears to die. He is still very much alive in the past, so it is very silly for people to cry at his funeral. All moments, past, present, and future, always have existed, always will exist. “

Now to quote Doctor who time is more wibbly wobbly timey wimey lol we may not be here today but he was here yesterday and yesterday will always be there. I dont know if there was a point to all this truth is it’s just a Ramblin train of thought, I thought I would share. Have books helped you? Leave a comment of your favorite book or song that helped you through or heald your hand. Im curious. 


One thought on ““I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.” – Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

  1. Grief absolutely does not live in a single moment, and neither does the impact of a life. The lyrics to Eye of the Storm by Cruxshadows have helped me more than once, books are too numerous to pick just one.


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