I have a hard time with books; not because I feel like I'm partially dyslexic (another fun fact for another time), but rather because I get consumed by what I'm reading. And I mean full-blown immersed in each book. You know how Harry Potter turned so many kids towards reading because of the "new world" it created? I get that feeling for pretty much every novel, and it's hard to let go once I'm done with the book. Too nostalgic for my own good.
Right now, I'm wrapped up in The Perks of Being a Wallflower. Not sure how I haven't read this before--it was always on my book list--but I'm almost done (already). Had to drag myself away to elongate it. But then that pushes me to start imagining the scenes and over-thinking it again...
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