It has been a good week for reading. I finished Behave: The Biology of Humans at Our Best and Worst by Robert M. Sapolsky on Sunday, The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller this morning, started Zen in the Art of Writing by Ray Bradbury, and made slow progress through Moral Letters to Lucilius: Volume 1 by Seneca nearly every day.

It feels good to spend so much time with books again, but I’m also disappointed and perplexed in my inability to keep up the habit given how much I enjoy it. Why am I like this? People are weird and I guess I am no exception.

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Lisa Marie Blair

Painfully aware. Profoundly afraid. Perpetually falling in and out of love with humanity. She/They.

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  1. I can totally relate. One month I’ll read everyday and go through 50 books and the next couple months I won’t even pick up a magazine.

    I get obsessed with different past times, but I always end up diving back into a pile of books.

    Also, Zen in the art of writing is really good. It really showcases how good of a writer Ray Bradbury is.

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