I feel this sort of desperation regarding reading still, as though there is something very specific and very important to be gained by reading some undetermined but great number of books, and it is on a sort of time limitation – I must go through them as fast as possible in order to make everything okay.
Because, I guess, everything is not okay right now.
But… what if everything actually is okay right now?
…But, if it is, then what’s with the reading frenzy?
Post-a-day 2018
hannah ananas 