Books are not static things. I’ve said that one reason I love reading is that I can examine the emotions it stirs safely from a distance, at my own pace. When I’m rereading, I’m doing that, and more. I’m remembering the emotions of the last read. I am remembering my past self. Simultaneously, I’m noticing the emotions of this read. I am marking the outlines of my current self. In that way, reading is not a separate act from the rest of my life. It is central to it.
