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In my previous life, before I had kids, I used to read about three of four books a week. No joke.
I remember long afternoons lying on my bed reading, whole weekends where I’d be able to float about the house, nothing to do other than lose myself in whatever book I had on the go. Bliss.
Now, I have to make time to read and if I get one book read a week, it’s a real achievement.
It saddens me sometimes, how life has got so busy that I have to actually plan time for reading.
My ‘to be read’ pi...
Published on June 05, 2018 09:34