“It seemed like a matter of minutes when we began rolling in the foothills before Oakland and suddenly reached a height and saw stretched out ahead of us the fabulous white city of San Francisco on her eleven mystic hills with the blue Pacific and its advancing wall of potato-patch fog beyond, and smoke and goldenness of the late afternoon of time.”
– Jack Kerouac, On the Road

On the Road is among the books that steered me from adolescence into my early adulthood and really spoke to both my rebelliousness as well as my wanderlust. I love me some Jack Kerouac, but truth be told, it was bad boy Dean Moriarty that served as my literary crush. Good thing I grew out of the bad-boy thing, otherwise, I may have missed out on my best husband ever 🙂
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Who did you crush on?