Spring Fever in regards to literature

[ignatz1]

So, I had this experience, in high school, where I had to read Jack Kerouac's On the Road for class. I couldn't stand the book, #1. Because I'm not really a fan of stream of consciousness writing and #2. Because it made me want to be on a road trip, eating delicious pie, frying my brain on drugs, and sleeping with random women(oh wait, not that

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[legendary_cur]

I don't read travel journals, but I have noticed that books influence my outside desires pretty frequently. On the Road didn't make me want to be at all like Kerouac. The protagonist's life just seemed so meaningless to me. Maybe it actually made me more sedintery

[briprincess]

You will travel one day my dear...you will. Just don't go dying in a bus, will you?