I loved reading books as a child. My mom would bring me to the local public library on the regular (thanks, Mom!) and I’d also hit up the school library, taking home stacks of books. I was even a librarian aide in high school (because I decided Chemistry II was too hard, but no one needs to know that part).
I’m not 100% sure when I stopped picking up books, but if I were a guessin’ gal, it was sometime around college when I was assigned to read all the textbooks. Plus, I had high-speed internet for the first time, so I chugged from that wild and zany fountain of knowledge instead of picking up books for leisure. After college, I’d pick up a book from time to time. I really loved (and still love) visiting bookstores, and the idea of holding a book and flipping through its pages is great, but ultimately, it wasn’t something I ever got back into.
Until… audiobooks.
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