Monday, July 9, 2018


I can hardly keep up with reading this group’s blog posts, let alone write any. But the result of reading your posts is making me incredibly nostalgic for pre-job growing-up summers when pretty much all I did was hole up in my room and read book after book after book. I miss that life. I don’t see a way back to it.


  1. Retirement?

    Yes, the good old days... if only I had recognized them as such at the time.

    1. Is retirement something I'll ever be able to do?

  2. I have used my inconsistent sleep schedule to read lately. I also spend an hour reading first thing in the morning before I go to work and an hour before bed. Sometimes, when I am really into a book I will read during breaks in my workday.

  3. I miss it too. I miss being lost in a story. My book time has become screen time, I'm afraid.