Ah, we really had nothing in common except we share the same birthday. The very first time I discovered her works, I was working at the Humanities Section of the UST Main Library. Ariel was the first book I read of her. Then last year I found a copy of The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath. I read a few paragraphs in between my Goodreads’ reading challenge. She kept a diary during the last twelve years of her life. Her life was tragic. She died at the young age of thirty.
Finally I found a copy of her book The Bell Jar which is a sort of semi auto-biography of her. This has been on my wish-list for so long. I was curious to find the real reason why she committed suicide aside from the fact that she was betrayed by her husband later in their married life. I am still curious to read about her life.
“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy”.
Dreams And Escapes 
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