It might just be because it's been so gray and cold the last couple of days, or maybe because I geekily think about post-apocalyptic scenarios regularly, but I've been pondering a lot about The Road by Cormac McCarthy lately. It's a devastatingly beautiful story that has haunted me for years because of it's profound prose about love and loss. McCarthy's words flawlessly describe a part of my life that had no words before I met his story, and still have none better. It is truth.
If you haven't read it, I hope you do.
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