Returning to Print Books

Thanks to the Redwoods

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When we moved, I brought only 8 books with me. I packed up most of my titles and gave away or sold even more. Then, I came here with these 8, ready to settle in. To let myself fall back in love with the act of reading and put aside, if I could, the urgency that I feel about most things, including the fact that I will die before I have read anywhere near all the books I want to read.

I let my intuition guide me to what I would read next and so I picked up The Wild Trees, a book I think my father gave me a while ago, and I decided, as I did years ago, to read one chapter a day.