In the 1980s I discovered a book called The Star People at my local Walden bookstore. This book spoke shamelessly to people like the person I was at that time: lonely, confused and searching. Within it were some of the most ridiculous things ever written and yet I ate every part of it up because I figured possibly being someone from another planet was more exotic and (for me) an easier-to-live-with explanation than the simple fact I wasn't good at socializing with other kids.
That book was absurd, of course, but at the time it didn't strike me so. It would be the first of many books (though, thankfully, the only one about being from anywhere besides Earth) that would help me feel less alone in this world. :)
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