Books... they were some of my first friends.

Here's the thing- I've grown up lonely. Sure, my parents were always there for me, but I didn't really have a friend to play with. However, I never felt too lonely, because my books were usually there for me. There were some books I'd read so many times that even today, after so many years, I know some of them by heart. My dad, also a reader, did a lot to encourage the habit.

Today, my phone has somewhat managed to replace my books, but not entirely. You see, the phone's light dries my eyes which is massively unpleasant. The books automatically become a better mode of keeping my mind occupied and entertained.

Seriously, my books are some of the things I'm most thankful for. They've helped me connect with amazing people, helped me bond with my dad, helped in passing time and so much more. That's what this series is for- explaining WHY various books mean so much to me.

So far, this content has been really fun to write... I hope you guys enjoy reading it too!
:)

Jack.