When I was younger, I was the girl with her nose in a book at a birthday party. My cousins literally had to take away and hide my books when I came over to "socialize" i.e. "play." I was the girl who read with a flashlight under the covers in the dark once it was lights out. Nothing much has changed. Now I have reading light instead of a...
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When I was younger, I was the girl with her nose in a book at a birthday party. My cousins literally had to take away and hide my books when I came over to "socialize" i.e. "play." I was the girl who read with a flashlight under the covers in the dark once it was lights out. Nothing much has changed. Now I have reading light instead of a flashlight, and the only consideration I have to make with my late-night reading is trying not to fidget... cuz if I do, my birds wake up and, thinking it's morning, start screeching.
As of May 2007, I graduated college with a B.A. in Fiction Writing. Several months into the "real world," and my head is still just as much in the clouds as it was before "maturity." I am endlessly in search of a Good Book. They Taste better in winter, with hot chocolate / hot tea, a small lamp illuminating the darkness, and a thick blanket to ward of the chill.
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