Not only have I taken the habit of reading, it’s become more and I look forward to it at the end of the day. This was a far easier read than Moby Dick :). A real page turner once Faria shows up, and I didn’t have to fight sleepiness. Something I never thought I’d say about any book. I really hated books for most of my life, I’ll never forgive the adults who forced them on me when I had all the time and energy in the world. I could have built 10 houses then instead of sitting still for hours on end pretending to listen, pretending to read, and pretending to write about what I didn’t read. Now that I’m older and more intellectually curious, I barely have time and energy to build one. That’s completely up-side down, I’d love today to have more time to read in one of my 10 houses. Maybe forcing immature teenage boys to sit still and hear about Madame Bovary’s boring and completely unrelatable life isn’t the best idea. Who the fuck came up with that? And that’ll be my contribution to the French student anger.
I’m at peace with reading but recommendations are a hard no. Nicole doesn’t like it because she has much to share, but I’m just too afraid to have an allergic reaction if I perceive I once more have to read to make someone else happy. I’m going to wait for the following tomes of Monte Cristo to not overdo it. And it’s English’s turn anyway, though I’m not sure yet what I’ll pick. I’ve been oscillating between the languages to preserve one and enrich the other.























































