I remember loving pencils. I was fond of paper. I loved....

“ I remember loving pencils. I was fond of paper. I loved the small of textbooks. I loved the way the light from a desk lamp was bright on a page. I loved the smell of fresh-cut grass. It was a thing everybody loved, but there was no shame in being that much like everybody else, in sharing that. ”

Frederick Barthelme

From : Elroy Nights