The Comfort of Books (and why we sometimes hide in them)
I’ve always turned to books for comfort. It’s not just the stories themselves, but the opportunity to escape for a while, to put down the never-ending list of things that need doing, and settle down to escape into another world. When life feels messy, stressful, worrying, overwhelming, or just plain hard, there’s a reassurance in knowing that, within the pages, things will unfold and there might be a satisfying resolution. Loose ends will be tied up in a way that…