It’s less and less often these days that I give much time to reading. I’ve posted about it before, but it’s a good distraction that’s harder for me to engage in very often. But when I do get a chance to read, I find much joy in it!
As a fellow writer, I admire those who write, especially those who write fiction. It’s much easier for me to write about real life, but I love those who can write fiction and take me to another world as I flip through the pages.
Admittedly, I am halfway through several books, but I have a couple on my nightstand and even if it’s only 15 minutes, it’s an enjoyable way to end my night. Instead of staring at my phone screen, I can digest a good story line that feeds my mind and soul.