We read for different reasons.
A good friend told me that since she ended her education, she doesn’t read much fiction. She goes to books to learn something, to improve something, to find answers to a very important question. She doesn’t identify at all with the warm and fuzzy feelings about reading that I’ve been expressing on Facebook and Twitter.
As I told her, “I love you anyway.” Taking tongue out of cheek, I am delighted to hear that “she goes to books…” And by books, I mean reading. There is so much out there to learn and experience, and we will each do it in our own way.
Enough seriousness. Back to my warm and fuzziness…