the perks of being a wallflower

Dear Friend,

    I read The Perks of Being a Wallflower today.  I’m not so sure that it was an amazing book or anything completely original – although nowadays what is? – but a lot of things in the story really hit hard.  I feel like maybe I should restate that sentence.  This book was a great, white cloud.  What I mean by this is that in its general form it resembles every other cloud, but when you look really closely, right along the edges, the little details make it stand out from the rest.  I can’t say that the book was a completely new story or anything like that; when I got to the end I felt like I had heard/seen/read this story before, but in this case the filler was fantastic.  This was one of those goldfoil clouds that the sun outlines with its bright rays.  I’m struggling to keep myself from starting the book over again.  Gosh it was really good.  So yes, I highly recommend this book to you if you haven’t read it.  And I sincerely thank Kelie for getting it for me, it’s probably one of the best Christmas presents I’ve ever been given.  Right up there next to the picture that my brother gave me of us when we were little with the note “to Scott, the best brother anyone could ask for! Thanks! – John C.” tucked in under the glass of the frame with it.  Anyway, I’ve just been thinking about this book non-stop since I started it and I needed to say something about it somewhere to someone and so this seemed like the logical thing to do.  I think I’m going to go now though cause it’s late and I want to fall asleep thinking about falling in love and having things work out the way they should.  Things do work out the way they should.  And the filler does matter, in fact the filler may be the most important part, cause we’re all in the same basic story, it’s only right around the edges that you can tell us apart.  I feel like that is an amazing and strong feeling, that we are all so close to each other.  It may come across as a sad thing, thinking that we’re all so alike, but just look at the clouds.  And I bet you won’t even be able to pick out a favorite, because they’re all so beautiful in different ways.

oh, and p.s. – I also think it’s amazing how everything in this life is related.  I am so struck by the fact that I can use the same metaphor of clouds to talk about books or people or days or lives or situations or relationships or candy.  Haha, I feel like Dustin Hoffman in I <3 Huckabees, “Say this blanket represents all the matter and energy in the universe, okay? This is me, this is you, and over here, this is the Eiffel Tower, right, it's Paris!”  It’s all the blanket.

Love always,
Scott