Oh yes, I am talking about my kindle. I was born with a book in my hand, I think - I myself was in labor and delivery with my daughter reading a freaking book - my family thinks that might be the first for a book...
At 10 I was reading Wuthering Heights to Forever and had to have books confiscated when I veered into too much adult territory.
When I was a kid, I wanted to read more than anything - until I found boys then I wanted to read while flirting with a boy... couldn’t quite figure that out.
Before I met my husband I would go into bookstores and expect to find a boyfriend - I was the one whose paychecks while in college at a local advertising firm went alllll to the midtown 14th Street Barnes and Noble and I would struggle on the bus laden down with books.
When I moved to Italy in 1998, I got an Amazon delivery of the latest book by a favorite author Charming Billy was the book, the authors name I forgot.
I never thought I would fall for an electronic reading device - I always felt the books themselves spoke to me and led me to them via their titles, their colors, their covers.
Then I had kids and carrying books was replaced with carrying babies. I started with a kindle app on my phone - me who’s more myopic than anyone I know - quickly realized my eyes were strained beyond belief. One Christmas my husband gifted me a paper white kindle and I was converted.
Recently I splurged and got myself a refurbished Voyager kindle with built in internet so I never have to be without a book and I have spent a lot of time over the last few months getting lost in book after book because I love to and because I had been working way too hard and needed to unwind.
Now recovering from my procedure my kindle is my bff again.
Thanks to having one I can read and relax :).
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