I just finished ANOTHER book, my last unread book in my bookshelf. In the past 4 weeks I’ve read 7 different books, all around 400 pages each.
I love reading, with all of my heart. There’s something magical and whimsical about it.

If I could, I would spend all my time reading. Ok, maybe not every second of the rest of my life, but for the time being it would suit me just fine.

Tomorrow I’m going to sit down and order a bunch of books. I’m so excited I might pee my pants. No kidding. I’ll get back with a list of what I order!

To the people who don’t enjoy reading. I really don’t understand you. I really don’t. You are missing out on so much. I’ve learned so much about life and myself from book that I don’t think I would’ve come across anywhere else.

I could go on for ages but I’m going to stop here before I get out of control.

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