I don’t read as much as I should, but when I do, everything slows down a little.
There’s something good about sitting still for a while and getting pulled into something that has nothing to do with your own day.
No noise, no rush, no need to be anywhere else.
I like that part.
Most days move fast. Reading is one of the few things that makes me stop without feeling like I’m falling behind.
I don’t always remember every detail. Usually it’s the mood I remember most — where I was, the light, how quiet it felt.
Sometimes that’s enough.
