Every night, the thought of curling up with a great book that explores the world, takes me to a brighter time, or shows me dark images that I can learn from, makes me smile.
Then I see the stack of textbooks that need to be read, and the hundreds of chapters to be studied.
Sometimes I feel like I learn more from real life texts, than the formal words printed in a massive book that is best used as a place to put my snack fruits or tea.
Alas, I read textbooks and only dream of one day finishing my long list of books to read...
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