just another….
At three years old, I learned how to read.
At six years old, I learned that I could sit on my windowsill and read by the very last stretches of daytime light.
At ten years old, I learned how to sneak a flashlight under my comforter and read as long as I like.
And yet, by now, you would think that I would learn not to read after dark. When one reads after dark, the dark has this nasty habit of growing shadows where there were none before, and the world grows wavy and somehow not-quite-real, even if and when the book itself is benign, although considerably moreso if it is not. And just when you think the world can’t get any shadowy-er or wavy-er, the dark turns into light. But just one more chapter…
Yeah I love reading too!
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I am so with you there. I am currently reading the 11th book in the Wheel of Time series. Sadly, Robert Jordan, the author, died. The 12th and final book may not be written. It is all down in voice and written notes. Now, a brave family member or friend must write in his footsteps and try to complete one of the greatest sagas and the longest book ever written.
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ryn: we arent getting married in vegas anymore, we changed that in december. We are getting married in a hotel that looks like a castle outside, its in colorado. We are honeymooning in vegas though
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I did that too! I loved to read when I was a kid! Now I barely have time but I did just start a new book.
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