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Nr. 26

This whole day has been spent dedicated to the book “All the Light We Cannot See”. I haven’t finished it yet, but it seems I will either sometime during the next get or tomorrow. Most likely during the night. 

I’d almost forgotten how incredibly peaceful it is to be fully immersed in literature. The book in itself is beautifully written and in many ways a perfect reintroduction to reading novels. I also feel that this was the perfect time in my life to read such a book. Maybe five years ago I wouldn’t have been emotionally mature or intellectually equipped for it. I’ve learned so much this past year and I think this book just made the transition from inactivity to productivity so much smoother. 

I don’t know if I’ll post my thoughts on the book once I’m done. I fear it will be a long long post if that’s the case. I’ll see. I definitely have a lot to say about it. 


Tomorrow is the lunar eclipse...note to self. 👍🏻📚✨

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