I recently acquired a book of matches from my parents’ wedding and have been using it to light my bedtime candle. there’s just something so satisfying about hitting just the right angle on the book to strike it and smelling that smoke!
bonus points if its’s with a matchstick. the crrrr whpush, a little portal of warmth in the corner of your bedroom. light is light no matter the size. Plus, now my room smells like fresh linen 🧘🏾♀️
I was a voracious reader as a child but nothing else (with the exception of Roald Dahl and Beverly Cleary) formed my tastes as much as Norton Juster’s The Phantom Tollbooth. whimsical, clever, delightful, funny, playful, and in love with learning, language, and curiosity.
