How I Read 40 Books and Extinguished the World on Fire

I get up and I read. I carry a book with me on the train heading into the office. I read before bed. I’m devouring books again. It feels good.

This is a beautifully written piece of optimism that avoids becoming saccharine. I can relate to books taking a back seat in life; only in the past few years have I found time for books again. Embracing fiction has been a big part of that. h/t