u/DrexelKeerthy56

28F here, I don’t know why but whenever life gets a bit too loud for me, I always end up going back to The Little Prince. I first read it in high school, but every time I revisit it now, it hits differently depending on what I’m going through. There’s something about its simplicity that somehow makes heavy days feel lighter, like it quietly resets my headspace. I even have an old, slightly worn copy that I keep on my bedside table, and I’ll randomly open it just to reread a few pages when I can’t sleep.

I’m curious if anyone else has that one book they keep coming back to no matter how many new ones they read.