Can I even call myself a reader anymore? I’ve barely picked up a book these past few months, and when I do, I manage to read about 20 pages before falling asleep. The combination of quarantine boredom and adult responsibilities have left me wanting to simply veg out in front of Netflix rather than attempting to use my brain to read. By 6pm every night, I’m ready to turn that thing off and mindlessly watch an early-2000s TV show that I’ve already seen 5 times.
All of that said, I did manage to re...
Published on August 29, 2020 06:00