So I picked up a book yesterday, The Perks of Being a Wallflower. It's not a new book, and in no way am I the first to read it, and love it, and connect with it...but it almost feels that way. The book is truly a simple read, easy enough to understand, I guess. Yet, it connects on such a deep level. Everyone feels the way Charlie does at some point, but under different circumstances. Some days you have lots of friends, others you have none. Some days you "participate," and others you just observe from the side. Some days life is great, and others life feels awful. We're each a bit of a wallflower, aren't we?