Aug 16, 09
Read in January, 1992
Someone gave this to me years ago when I was going through a not entirely sane phase. I got lost in it for a little while, following the tale of madness and subsequent struggle through to the other side. A part of me closed the book with regret, sad that she had to leave behind such a rich inner life and face the dark, vicious real world again... but understanding that it was necessary for her to function. Just as it was necessary for me to struggle through my own troubles and find my way back. I used to keep my copy where it could be easily found and re-read whenever I found myself doubting, or wanting to avoid reality.
I miss my copy, but it went to a good cause. With the same spirit in which it was given to me, I passed it on to someone who was in a dark place and needed help finding their way back again.