Lost I want to find a book that feels tired. All these novels are vibrating and vibrant— such loud, brash, plastic words. I want a book to talk to me quietly, hushed, using that tone that is reserved for late night conversations when the lights are out and those things that watch us, monitor us, are sound asleep. I want that moment when you reach out to that human being beside you and feel them living. Speak to me like that and I’ll know you’re real. I’ll listen, really listen.
