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Let's be honest, 2017 wasn't the best year in reading for me. Between school, an internship, dance class, and college applications, plus all the other insanity, I didn't have a lot of reading time on my hands. But there were some books that meant everything to me, and certainly some stand outs. To me, reading has always been a part of my life. As my dad likes to say, reading is my Tardis (for any of you Doctor Who fans out there). Without books, I would be incomplete. Stories and words fill life with meaning and adventures I perhaps wouldn't experience in my own...like evil kings and monsters in sewers. Well, to be fair those things could happen I suppose, but in most cases, I hope not.
Happy New Year! I suppose I'm here wondering how to start this off right, as we all do this time of year. I'm not really one for the "new year, new me/new start" mindset; I am too reluctant to let go of the past year when the new one rolls around. I spend my years counting down dates and hours towards something exciting, and yet when the time finally runs out and the new year arrives, I am perpetually surprised. I suppose I get caught up in the mentality of it all, even when time is such a fickle concept that just runs through my fingers and falls away off worlds without me noticing. I don't want to miss a second of it, even while I sometimes wish the seconds away in favor of the future.
