Books.

Have you ever been so full of emotion that you have to grab hold of something and hug it or cling to it for dear life? For most people, the thing you would grab would be soft and comforting, like a stuffed animal or a blankie or a beloved pet. Not me, though. No sir. No, when I'm feeling sad and need to cling to something like a baby possum clings to it's mama, I grab a book. There's something so sturdy about books that I find so comforting. When I feel like I'm about to fall off the edge of my emotions, I know I can rely on the solidity of a book to help me keep my feet and clear my head. I don't even need to be reading the book. As long as I can feel the weight of the book in my hands, I feel better almost instantly. This works especially well with older books or books I've read a million times, like the Harry Potter series. With every single one of my Harry Potter books, you can see the wear and tear that the years have given to them. But with all that comes the knowledge that I have previously and will always find comfort within those pages. And that's a beautiful thing.

-Emily