Reading–Just Another Form of Stockholm Syndrome

Apr10

Reading.

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Wide-eyed at night by the light of a lamp. Smiling and dreamy on the couch. Teary and heartbroken, snuggling with my dogs.

Is it so hard to understand why I read? It’s an emotion creating more emotions. Fantastical dreamings of children who never lost their imagination. Write.

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