Do you make time to read? Do you read when the mood strikes? Or do you get it in where you can fit it in? In any given week, sometimes, any given day, I’ve been known to do all three. Lately, though, my 9-5 has been keeping me hella busy, and I find my free time dwindling, and thus, I’m becoming more and more of the get it in where I can fit it in kinda reader. And I ain’t HAPPY!
Reading is such a personal, and often private, experience for me. Don’t bother me. Don’t ask me questions. Just…don’t LOL. Let me finish and absorb the words, the characters, and the scenes, then I might get back with you. And this doesn’t apply only to romance. Everything I read is like a private lap dance between me and my kindle, and now more often than ever-books. GASP!
Reading is my sanctuary. It’s the only time that I can shut my non-stop brain from overthinking, over-processing, over-worrying about everything. For that small moment in time, everything is right in the world. Bae is coming through on the electronic pages, and I need that bonding time! You know how some smokers will wake up in the middle of the night just for a cig? I’ve been known to turn over and grab my Kindle just to get in a chapter or two. Yeah, I’m that kind of reader.
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