Finished reading The Fault in Our Stars by John Green late last night/early this morning. I have never cried so much reading a book before. Well I have only properly cried reading one other book and that is my favourite book. Now I think I have a joint favourite. I can’t stop thinking about it and I even woke up feeling sad. I know it seems silly to feel like this about a work of fiction but when a story consumes you like that it is hard not to feel this way. It will be a story that stays with me forever.
In the middle of a really good book, so good that I have only read 90 pages and I already know it is probably going to be one of my favourite books and all I want to do is stay up all night and finish it but I want to read it slowly so that the experience lasts longer. Has this ever happened to you?