I like to read, but I don't. I feel guilty sitting down and reading when there is always something to do around here. So I've decided I'm going to work hard, but I'm going to find some time to actually read. I've started with one of the books that Steve gave me for Christmas...
So far, it's mostly disturbing and very intriguing. I'm only a chapter and a half in. I'm also surprised it was written in 1932. According to Steve, it's a classic, but I had honestly never heard of it before I opened it on Christmas morning. It might take me a month to finish it, but I'm going to read it. I think each day I'll also sneak a page of the book I bought Steve for Christmas...
And I'm sure I can find a couple of hours to devour this book that Kelly let me borrow...
I keep hearing such good things about it. I'll keep this one in the van with me to read during those 3 hour long basketball practices down at the school.
So this year, I'm just going to read for me. I'm going to read because I love it.
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