Have you ever picked up a book and found that you actually can’t believe how much you’ve read when you finish your coffee (or tea for those leaning towards the leaf drink)? Not so much easy to read but more that it merges from the page to the brain with zero effort. Until I read this book I had never experienced a book that simply migrated to my consciousness like this. It was a real experience. And to boot, the book was about a subject dear to my heart and existence. 🙂 Continue reading
Rabid Little Hippy 