Escape Hatch

Sometimes, when life seems just a wee bit more than a person can handle, they either turn toward destructive behavior or find a more productive relief valve.

From the time I was about twelve, my valve has always been books. When I read, whatever book I was devouring at that time allowed me to escape into someone else's world for a little while. It didn't always have to be stories of flower dotted praries to escape. Quite the contrary. In fact, some of my favorite go-to books at that crazy...