the only people for me are the mad ones

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a few days ago on the suggestion of another blogger, i bought the kindle version of ‘blackout: remembering the things i drank to forget’ by sarah hepola.

i am quite literally in love with this book. and i’m only halfway through. can’t remember the last time a book has made me laugh this hard.

generally, i tend to read books which are a lot more serious.

this book makes me realize how much i love reading or listening to clean honest words. i love it when people write/ talk with no inhibitions. people who are truly themselves. no holds barred. no pretensions. they maybe mad to some, crazy to others but to me – they are my kind of people.

if someone had to ask me what i would have chosen to be, had i not been a lawyer – i’d say a writer. but i’d go to grammar class first. my sister never misses a chance to point out one of the million grammatical errors in my blog posts… in my defense – legal drafting is to blame¬† and only lawyers would know what i mean by that ;)

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