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“And so you go out with a girl and you’re driving… “So what are you reading right now?” “Well, I’m not much of a reader…” *screeching car brakes* “I’M NOT MUCH OF A DINNER BUYER! GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT!” “But we’re lost in the stucco sprawl of L.A.” “I DON’T CARE!” But every once in a while you meet the one who reads… “So what are you reading?” he asked (you know, the date killer question)…“So what are you reading?” “Well I’m right in the middle of a book right now--” Oh my god, she’s in the middle of a book. Be still my beating heart. “So what are you reading?” he asked expectantly, nerves tingling, body aquiver “Well, I’m in the middle of this Harry Potter b—” *screeching car brakes* “DON’T BE AN ADULT WOMAN WHO READS A FUCKING CHILDREN’S BOOK IN MY CAR, GET THE FUCK OUT!”

“There is no prize for having read the most books before you die. Even if you were the most dedicated reader in the world—a book a day, even—your collection would probably never be bigger than a small branch library. What if, when it came to your reading and learning, you prioritized quality over quantity? What if you read the few great books deeply instead of briefly skimming all the new books? Your shelves might be emptier, but your brain and your life would be fuller.”

“The first day we met, she kept on looking at me with her tender and sensitive eyes. And from that day, whenever she and I met, I have felt strange sensations erupt inside my heart. She would come from wherever she would be to welcome me at my apartment. She gets into tumultuous joy when she sees me in the garden area, where I sit in the afternoon to sunbath in the Sun. And in the evenings when I make coffee for myself, she stays nearby to give me company. Leela truly loves me. Sometimes during my evening online classes, she suddenly starts barking loudly. And I tell my students "She is Leela. The doggie who stays near my apartment. Kindly wait for 1 or 2 mins and she will be quite.”

“What did he think he was seeing? I began a new search and focused on the stranger things he'd painted. Fangs Supernatural fangs Pointy ears Wings The results gave a rather expansive list, which I should have guessed. I'd filled my head with enough fantasy books to last a lifetime when the most interesting thing to do in my hometown was to go to the library. But the last article I clicked on checked all the fantastical boxes and could describe what Dubois thought he was seeing. Closing my laptop, I let out a halfhearted laugh. "Yeah, right. Faeries.”