Found an old favorite hidden away on a bookshelf, collecting dust. Flipped through the pages quickly in case something was tucked inside and then decisively placed it into the giveaway box in the hallway. BUT THEN. After a pause, I picked it up again and hours later, I’ve abandoned the weekend agenda (groceries, drop off giveaway box) and am happily rereading it well into the wee hours of the night.



