Maybe you’ve had a long week and just want to unwind, or you’ve found yourself the lucky recipient of a ticket to another galaxy and need some entertainment for the flight, you’ve come to the right post! Here I’ll be listing two of my favourite books inspired by outer space.
If you didn’t catch it from my last post, I really love space. So much, in fact, that back in May 2017, I named all the playlists in my bullet journal after various celestial bodies.
I was born into an age of wonder, of rapidly developing technology and a gold-rush fever demanding constant exploration. I was born into an age of discovery, of revelations of something escaping my comprehension, and an unquenchable thirst to keep on searching. I was born into an era of curiosity, of realities beyond my wildest dreams, of a sky full of opportunity.
For a friend, who I hope will understand how dearly her casual comment moved me.
This particular post is centred around my admiration for the most hauntingly wonderful and wonderfully tragic character I’ve ever stumbled across: Ophelia.