Why is it that re-reading a favorite book is like saying hello to a good friend you haven’t seen in a while? It’s doesn’t matter how much time has passed, it’s like no time has passed at all.
I recently decided to re-read the Harry Potter series because I may be going to Universal Studios Orlando next year. The idea of the trip sparked some nostalgia in me. It made me want to revisit some old friends.
I haven’t picked these books up in at least ten years, being quite content to watch the movie adaptations. This re-read made me smile at the favorite things I missed that weren’t in the movies, like Hermione trying to free all the Hogwarts house-elves.
I was in my twenties when I picked up my first copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone. I remember feeling baffled at all of these people, these grown folks, loving a children’s book series.
And then I became one of them.
I quickly went out and purchased the next three books in the series. I was hooked.
And I never looked back.