Tell Me A Story
This week I read The Comfort Book by Matt Haig — though “read” feels too formal a word.
I dipped into it, really, like a hand into a bowl of warm water. It isn’t a book you race through; it’s one you keep nearby for those murky, muddled moments when your thoughts feel too loud.
Haig’s reflections are gentle but firm, like a friend who won’t let you spiral too far before saying, “Come back. Breathe.”
It’s a reminder that comfort doesn’t always come in grand gestures — sometimes it’s a quiet page, waiting patiently to be opened.
