I always find myself searching for my mother’s friends and her favorite things. I have a feeling she would be so proud of me for finally finding her favorite things.
It’s almost like she’s asking, “What will I be when I grow up?” In death loop, it appears that the only way to get into the inner sanctum is to go through the door and into the room where she’s sitting. I’m not sure where her favorite things are, but I hope they are on the bed! Because she loves to tell us she’s going to be the next Einstein.
You would think that having a mother so obsessed with her favorite things would be a good thing, but in reality, it can have the opposite effect. My mom is pretty obsessed with her favorite books. She has three of them. One of which she reads aloud to us every night. The other two I had to read to her myself. I think she would be so proud of me for finally finding her favorite things.
When we were growing up, my mom always talked about her desire to be a writer. So when she said, “I’m going to be an author,” which is often what she said when it came to the topic of creativity, we both assumed she meant just that. My mother was never very interested in writing at any level, but she was always very passionate about reading and the books she read. She was one of those people who liked to talk a lot of books.
There are dozens of people who have talked to me about how much they love reading. I can count on one hand the number of people who have mentioned the book they enjoyed the most as a love object. I am no exception.
To me, books are just a method of getting to know a person. A person can get to know a book by talking about it, but I think just talking about a book is more important. The books I love the most are the ones I can’t wait to read again. I also love the ones I want to reread for the first time.
I can’t think of a better way to express the love that I have for a book than by saying that I love it more today than i did 5 years ago.
I think it’s also important to remember that we can’t really know a person, but we can still be very intimate with them. I think it’s important to remember that you can’t really know someone’s feelings or preferences. If you could understand how someone feels, then you could understand those feelings. I think that’s important to remember.
I think the difference between us and other people is that we learn to love ourselves, regardless of who we are or how we feel. If we can’t see how good we are, then how can we be great? If we cannot see how good we have it, then how can we make those feelings into something better? We can’t and we won’t.
We all are the same. We are all just the same. We are all a bit different. The only way to make us all feel good about ourselves is to let us know that we are just the same. It doesn’t matter if we were better people before, we are all the same. The only difference is that we have learned to love ourselves more.