The library; a place deep throughout my childhood, and a place I still languish in.
This was my latest find; in my life which seems so drab, this shone out. The words seem to have come from my mouth, the way petite anglaise looks at life is through my eyes, and (at my current point in the book) her senitments reflect mine.
" Lately I'd become a bitter,
resentful shadow of the breathless,
enthusiastic petite anglaise I once was;
a person I was far from sure I even liked."
Feeling trapped in a muggy mundane life, this book has helped me to see beauty, and see the life outside of what I am living.