agloe, new york

So I just finished reading Paper Towns by John Green and it was incredible. I really couldn't put it down, and I haven't read a book that kept me that engaged in a long time.

I think Quentin was an extremely noble, brilliant character, and Margo matched his brilliance with her elegant mystery. As I read, I could see it all happening. I love it when that happens.

I also really loved the meaning behind the title.. Margo says, "Its a paper town. I mean look at it, Q: look at all those cul-de-sacs, those streets that turn in on themselves, all the houses that were built to fall apart. All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the furniture to stay warm. All the paper kids drinking beer some bum bought for them at the paper convenience store. Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. All of the people too. I've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters."

Ironically, this paper town problem has been on my mind a lot lately. The pointlessness of these ridiculous things we do because society says we have to. But what does it all matter?? Guh. I'm not going to get into my frustration at the world right now, but.. yeah. That's all.

Good book.