ive read harry potter and the philosophers stone upwards of 20 times. those words are more than the story that they tell, but the comfort that they bring to my buzzing brain, my overwhelming anxiety, my life full of unfamiliar things. like comfort food, but better, because it lasts longer and doesnt leave you with guilt-ridden body-related emotions.
there are a few bloggers and friends whose words, for me, are comfort words. sameer’s inthemargins.ca are full of such comfort words. i’ve scrolled all the way to 2005, savouring each post. his body of work has helped me pass many moments of loneliness and fear.
mirusha’s words taste and feel like syrup: rich, sweet, flowing in just a tinge of her texas drawl. her medium article on making home in cars shook me the first time i read it, the reflection of truth ringing so clear. it needed to be written, it needed to be said. some of my favourite work from her can be found in her instagram captions. some, i’ve kept for myself, such as this:
she puts words to the things that my body carries.
who writes some of your comfort words? what books have you returned to, time and time again, just to experience the feeling of going home to someplace?
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