It's been two weeks since I read or even held a book. I'm slowly dying. The nearest bookstore is a plane ride away. Libraries here are non-existent. Reading books online is just giving a tablespoonful of water to a man dying of thirst.
I miss doing my small game of smelling a book to guess if whether it was printed in the US or the UK. I miss reading a page or two of a current favorite before falling asleep. I miss my old self.
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