Book Beginnings is a weekly meme hosted by Rose City Reader. We share the first sentence (or so) of the book we are reading, along with our initial thoughts about the sentence, impressions of the book, or anything else the opener inspires.
When I was ten years old, I wrote a letter to my future self and buried it in my backyard. Seventeen years later, I remembered that I was supposed to remember to dig it up two years earlier.
I looked forward to getting a nostalgic glimpse into my childhood - perhaps I would marvel at my own innocence or see the first glimmer of my current aspirations. As it turns out, it just made me feel real weird about myself.
This is a graphic/comic memoir that came out of Allie Brosh's blog of the same name. The subtitle is "unfortunate situations, flawed coping mechanisms, mayhem, and other things that happened". I've read a lot of it already and it is strangely compelling and repelling at the same time.